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The door within.

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posted on Dec, 3 2011 @ 12:13 AM

Living in a house
never heard of a door.
Plenty of windows
but life is moving
under the floors.
Why am I not even screaming
or climbing up the walls.
Cause I’m happy dreaming,
I’m alive in a world
where everyone’s
bragging I'm rich
and the other is poor.
Until one day,
I heard a noise, others
called knocking on the door.
Ready it seemed, for something new
I followed the sound.
Soon somehow,
someone opened up a door.
The light pored in
knocking me to the ground.
I couldn’t help realizing,
the dozy sleep life,
I thought I was living in.
Laughing at myself
and that odd house
I was ready to begin.
My voice was to sing,
my eyes to twinkle.
My feet to dance
mobile forever.
Inner twilight,
always present in
the unattainable stance.

Eliberocelta dic 2011

posted on Dec, 3 2011 @ 12:26 AM
Laughing at myself .
What a joy this is.
Such a relief
Such a forgiveness.

posted on Dec, 3 2011 @ 12:52 AM
Beautiful description of an awakening, Thank You.

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