Thursday, July 7, 2011
The Key
Key inserted
Into lock
Familiar sound
Of clock tick tock
Has ceased to be
Is nevermore
Now all can see
The open door
Going forward
Not reverse
It’s like a song
We’ve all rehearsed
Color vibrant
Now soft and muted
Our egos all have been de-nuded
The winds of transformation slowly
Like the glow worm softly glowing
New day dawns
A new awareness
Try getting used to
Don’t be careless
We’ve attached ourselves to new light beam
No longer slumber in a dream
We’ve awakened from group therapy
We’ve finally shed our apathy
And are now con-joined
With all the others
Our stardust kindred
Sisters, brothers
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Soule's Poetry
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