Vacuuming and later seeing when the sun shines in that a light layer of dust or crumbs that were
missed, like life we think we have removed things then the sun comes in or a
song is played and things are revealed that we thought we dealt with.
Sitting in my corner I can see outside, the snow gently
falling. The outside world sometimes is so far away even when just a glass pane
is all that is in between us. We are watching from the inside of our minds,
closed off to what might be beautiful. We need to open the windows, our heart
and feel the breeze, smell the sweet fragrance of life. Then another window,
then another until we are ready to open a door realizing that we don’t need to
be afraid to begin again. Start a new life. Maybe if I write about it enough,
talk about enough. I will believe it.
Wasting what time I have and life and the messages I have
for others who may be in the same dark corner. They may be waiting for someone
just like me to help open their windows.
Are we pulling or pushing people, thoughts away?
