Door

door

Baffled by inability to cope,
Mind seeks solace in speculation.
Curious of the countless –
Through darkened door travel –
None return as guide
upon that road we all travel.
Are the dying who live but dreaming
When they proclaim a luminous sphere
Where endless creativity swirls?

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