holding space

holding space
for another to just be
to just breathe
to just feel
to just express
to just relax
to just surrender

is to hang your own story
on the highest branch
of the nearest tree
and leave it there
for the winds to blow
and the sun to dry
and rain to clean
and the hawk to prey upon

is to let yourself
expand beyond
your beliefs
your skin
your feelings
your ground
your safe zone

and just allow
for the other
to live
and breathe
and feel
through you
until they can rest
in the cradle of creation
being born
and giving birth
all at once

it is only then
that the boundaries
will fade
and there will be no more
you and the other
no more space
in between
only being