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“The Not Yet”
There’s a place where the ocean wave meets the sandy Shore The moment before the rush, The not yet. You’ll know it by the feeling of unease, Discomfort and excitement, Ready and not yet ready. Untether your soul to sit in the not yet, Free your wild nature to be in the moment Before the rush. All of life is in the not yet. Wait there, Poised and ready, To ride the next wave. Written by Janet Wepner (inspired by Maya Stein’s 10-line poem “the neither space")
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