Broken steps and mangled dances
Hands that melt with age and fear
Who will dare to watch the gap
and fix the in-between?

Shuffled hopes and doubtful glances
Miraged in distance, yet so near
Who will dare to draw the lines
and read the in-between?

Life and death in mock embraces
Sweet and bitter, strike the blow
Who will dare to feel the pulse
and touch the in-between?

Hungry hearts and yearning faces
Power dripping, fresh as snow
Who will dare to drop the mask
and fix the in-between?

I have become all things to all men so that by
all possible means I might save some.

1 Corinthians 9:22b

Howard Lenos
October 1989