It is like that silence between two br acts of a play br when the curtain falls br and it is dark… br there is expectancy in those br minutes br loaded anticipation and an br audible sigh when the br curtain lifts and there is br light and colour and sound br br When life feels dark and heavy br I think upon that space - br where silence reigns br where expectancy beats, br and my heart stops… br I do not breathe, br I anticipate the light br and the colour br and the love I find in the applause br on either side br of that space between your eyesbr br YURI DURAANbr br