A Desert Bird In the In Between for Franziska I In the in between Franziska here we are You know what I mean So near me though so far Time and space belong To us for being strong So I am with you As you and I come through Together become Together overcome The shadow of fear Together being here Knowing that we mean To be and to be free In the in between Where you are here with me II Stars like burning candles in the night Distant lightning flashing at the edge of sight Thunder crashing just out of hearing Far away tonight somewhere must be raining Beyond the horizon appearing Rising surprisingly the moon though waning Comes as it goes without explaining Being itself seeing no need to know why Over the mountains under the sky Some say something must be the matter to be That solitary this far away Ending up willowy and otherworldly Like the moon transcending on its own But it just turns out I like to be alone Ending transcending finding my way Mindful that for this it matters to be free Now seeing being itself I see How being myself is what matters to me And to understand is not to try To understand though I wonder but to be Here and now to see reality Unfolding like the lotus all around me Seeing it being where it found me Not to walk out until the end of the play Going on going still I will stay Seeing for myself being itself is why Enough to be for me anyway III I write my poetry As the to do of my to be As what I do as me I know I know nothing but I Think I think I can see Through many seasons reasons why Any of which apply As it has come to be this way Becoming me today My understood reality To wonder by to have Now come to be the how of who I am as what I do And it is in the sharing of This between me and you These words heard in the in between Where you know what I mean That having looked I find where love Went bringing me in too Singing like a desert bird in The night where I have been Heard in the in between again Steven Curtis Lance   Photo by Jon Baker