I watched At Eternity's Gate last night, a film about the life of Vincent Van Gogh (the artist of Starry Night and others). It's an incredibly atmospheric film and left a lot of open space to let the mind wander, which for me, I tend to love.Anyway, it inspired a poem out of me which never happens. So here you go.I love to see the small, intricate, quiet momentsWhere the space between wordsHangsOn your lipsA breath before speakingBreadthWhere everything existsIn emptinessThat is... more