Limbo Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The wall between is thin,
Just a few steps, and I'm looking in.
Your windows glow, a familiar light,
Where I once held you, day and night.

Last summer's sting, a memory sharp,
A wasp's swift dart, a broken harp.
Now rented rooms hold me, a lonely guest,
While our old home puts love to the test.

This closeness, it's a gilded cage,
A paused moment on life's stage.
The vibrant race, it waits and sighs,
Beneath these too-familiar skies.

Enough is enough, the spirit cries,
As wildness stirs behind my eyes.
This quiet ache, it binds and drains,
Not rest, but slow, emotional pains.

Love whispers on, a stubborn plea,
Though stark reality disagrees.
To leave the ghost, to break the chain,
And dare to live, and dare to gain.