to the moments in between
when you’re hanging there suspended
at the top of your breath,
at the top of the roller coaster,
no longer moving up
but not yet falling down.
When you’ve leapt,
your legs dangling free in midair,
gravity not yet pulling you back to earth.
It’s easy to miss,
so pay attention.
doing has ceased.
These moments we write off as unimportant
because ‘nothing’ is happening,
and yet without these moments
we would never exhale,
never feel that rush in the pit of our stomach.
I have a suspicion
are the most important moments we have.
Something big is happening here.