"There are things known and things unknown and between them, the doors." - Jim Morrison
Portals invite. Often they distract the visiter. Is it a question of protection or seclusion?Curiosity scents the difference in lilac
What lurks or sulks in the silence behind the wood and brass?
House finches with a forest of roses rise.
Search for clouds. Nurtured by Freedom.
Green arouses a desire to seek beyond.
Imagine the door open to dreams.
Whoosh and once inside taffeta gleams and seams of organdy diffuse the light.
Dancers twirl and offer goblets.
Will you take a sip?
Sea horses shine in curves of silver.
Where will writing
lead beyond barriers
of uncertainty?
Will codes
of memory
Open?
No comments:
Post a Comment