Thursday, October 29, 2015

Doorways

Solid steel door standing
coldly gleaming into the darkness
In the middle of the path
That opens to my future

Reaching out I
Turn the knob
opening the door wide
Burning into me, the cold seeps
Burning away
What can not be brought forward
Leaving me naked

I step though
Into my future
It slams shut behind me.
All that I once was
is gone
frozen
left behind
in a flurry of snowflakes

There is no going back.
Forward I must walk.
Forward into the dawn.
Reborn.