Rooms.
Existence
is full.
Full
of rooms.
Different
sizes.
Different
shapes.
Different
times.
From
one
to the
other.
Once
done
with one,
on to
the next.
Through
the
portal
darkly
the trip
flows.
Many rooms.
Many
existence’s.
Much
to see.
Much
to learn.
One
go around
not nearly
enough.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 4th, 2022 11:50
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments2
So profound and I love the way you wrote this almost word-by-word. Well done and truly sage! ✨
Hi RL,
thank you kindly for reading my work.
JP
There are so many rooms in our life and if we are fortunate they will lead us to the good life to which we aspirations.
Andy
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