Many times
I’ve said before
that I was leaving
and then did not
but somehow
a key has turned
a lock has released
a door has opened
and I am
tumbling through it
into the Next
and it is not as
ugly in there
as I was built
to believe
so what else
is untrue?
April 28, 2014

April 29th, 2014 at 5:01 am
There are so many un-truths in what many of us were taught to believe and each next opens doors we often didn’t believe included us. Love the poem.
April 28th, 2014 at 7:07 pm
You never know what lies beyond until you finally take the plunge. Great poem 🙂
April 28th, 2014 at 7:13 pm
Thank you.