Morning insists entrance
ingressing as day - windowing
a new rectangle of light
rising six feet tall, thoughts
egress doorways - dog like
searching more room, to stretch and play
out as formed words, written on
blank pages of silence - walls
of age existence identity duty - refrains
gated as a familiar address
called home, its spaces inviting me back
however much, in me I roam.
Loved the last stanza. A reflective exploration of spaces (physical and interior), thresholds, through good images.
ReplyDeleteThanks Priti, appreciate your comments a lot!
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