I guess it’s Nostalgia week…because so many voices, words, and thoughts have come up this week from the past. Not a bad thing, as it all has a reason and always helps the trajectory forward…if we use it for movement and not to stay stuck. Anyway, I came across this poem I posted a few years ago, and it kind of struck me. Ouch! It asked for another airing so, what is a poet to do? I hope you enjoy. Blessings!
I take to the streets of my soul
Laboring over cobblestones of the past
Ducking in doorways
Listening for sounds
Looking for the flicker of a light
Searching for the key
That will open that which is closed in me