Secret Paths

daniel dawes

A hidden door,
Within ones mind,
Is open to be lost,
Within oneself we do find,
A place in which has no bind.

Falling through a memory,
To a place which time forgot,
Is an innocence and beauty,
Of which we were never not.

Searching for what is endless,
In the endless search for self,
Is a space, a gap, a void, a crack,
In which there's no turning back.

Falling through the thoughts of life,
Like a never-ending book,
The beliefs of who we think we are,
But its never how it looks.

Always reading before and after,
Never the page we're on,
Skipping to a future chapter,
Lost to what has gone.

Blank page,
Pen moving,
Not knowing,
Heart showing.

  • Author: daniel dawes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2016 01:47
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 36
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME DANIEL ~ Thanks for an excellent heart searching first poem. For each one of us Life (and Love) is a series of OPEN DOORS through which we pass and we can never go back. We never know the nature of the DOOR ~ Life or Death ~ Love or Rejection ~ Pain or Pleasure ~ Sorrow or Joy. That's the Story of ~ that's the Glory of ~ your life and mine. Survival (at all costs) is the KEY. Thanks for caring ~ BRIAN

    • daniel dawes

      Thanks Brian, nice comments and in a way there's a poem there 🙂

    • LIGHT WARRIOR

      Very good poem..

    • Tony36

      Great write, loved it



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