The Corridors…
Beside the corridors
of the heart…
walk
yesterday’s ghosts.
Pain and longing
trauma
and sadness
opening their chambers
every now
and then
to say
do not forget me.
For I am the borders
of your life
that you must pass through
if you wish
to be
free.
I am the light of
the
darkness
bearing
the wings
of
tomorrow
unformed and
shaken.
Carrying the
promise of
new growth
and
soft
rebirth
into the
eternal
labyrinth
of the
endless
dream.
by Cynthia Adler