Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Fences Frames and Alleys












Must doubt creep into the alley attempting to reframe a dream?

 My life?


How many times have I, will I need to jump over this fence? 


Doubt is not an anchor. More a current.

Perhaps a signal I’m on to something.


Who do I need to walk the dark alleys with me? 

Which alley shall I avoid? 

Every fence has a gate.

Don’t shoot out the last street light.

Brake the old frames.


Choose.

Begin again.

Release.


Unending work, uncertain work

Necessary work.

On myself and for others.


                                                                                                   Excelsior 

                                                                Photo by NatureLifePhoto

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