We move our hands
towards the door
to yesterday
to close it tight with strict commands.
Close it!
Close it!
Close it!
Lock it!
Lock it away!
Seal it shut!
Turn around...facing a different door
move towards it;
Don’t care about the state of the floor,
The state of the self.
Open it...present and future
where it holds all the cure
for the scars of yesterday
and lighter days than the past.
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Bright Blessings and Hope,
Joker Green
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: February 14th, 2020 09:32
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Yes you're so right we do tend to live like that.... as Neville pointed out today it's a use and discard world - throw away world.
Though I'm not so sure about lighter days than the past as i age nowdays.
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