Between and betwixtThe light & darkThere is a phase of blurWherein clarity is embedded.  In this momentary distortionThe phase holds the potentialFor infinite possibilities.Awaiting its turn to appearBlur may seem bleary,But like a bud holds the bloomBlur holds the moment of clarity. Fear not the blurIt’s a transient phenomenonLike all thingsChange is the only constant. An […]

The phase of blur