Where Light Bends

There is a place where light bends slow
Where shadows learn to glow
I walk the edge between the dark and dawn
Neither here nor gone
The air is thin like silver thread
I weave it through my fingers
Every breath becomes a note
Every step will linger in
I am not lost between the worlds
I am the bridge itself
Not reaching for the other side
Not staying on the shelf
I am the shimmer in between
The place where colors bleed