MSP - 2022 - QFE
The door…is ajar
Slightly open…the handle isn’t far
You caress…that metal latch
The hinges creak…the door swings back
You close…your eyes
And inhale that…brash smell of rye
Or maybe…it’s the pages
A good book…the kind that engages
As you peer…down the hallway
You begin to wonder…wasn't I just here yesterday?
But as…you can see
There aren’t many traces…of humanity
As if the…last person here
Thought this place…would just disappear
But you know this place…you’ve seen that door
You don’t know when…but you have been here before
Because the carvings…on the wall
There’s no mistake…you engraved them all
Has it been too long…to make out what they say?
Or do you still remember their message…even to this day?
You may not know how…You may not know why
But this is the moment…that separates the “you” from the “I”
Can you feel it…your ego fading away?
As you traverse…further down this hallway?
It’s almost as if…this was meant to be.
Everything about this…you know certainly
That this path…you’ve walked before
Leads to your center…to your core.
Do not…be afraid
You are secure…you are safe
This path…we don’t take often
Is usually left…forgotten
But it is vital…to know who you were
Before going on…this grand adventure
The one we call…life on Earth
But who are you…after death, before your birth?
If we were to draw a mirror
Would we see ourselves any clearer?
You are more than what a picture can describe.
Your reality extends far beyond this life.
Back to the hallway…you’re reaching its end
Who knows what…lies beyond that bend
For myself…I’ll take my leave
For this isn’t mine…but your destiny…
Journey to the Center of You
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