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December 27, 2011
Plowing ahead
I tell myself if I could reach the knob the door would be a passage
Yet there is more involved , should the door stay open or the
The velocity of the force I used to open it should reverse it back to
A close.....
And if I stop here at the threshold of the door and succumb to the doubts
Of the passage and all that stays behind and all the unexpected I would
Come to realize.....is this a beginning or an end.....
I tell myself if I should pass the door with no memory of all is left behind
Just the possibilities of the unexpected and unseen would I be better for it
Would not living with fogs of memories and traces of experiences
Bring a clarity in my perception
Posted by Idinraha at December 27, 2011 09:56 PM
Comments
Reminds me of what I read about the other night, opening the third eye chakra and seeing into different dimensions, how once this life ends it doesn't really, it only transforms into something else in a different dimension...
Posted by: jen at December 28, 2011 05:45 PM