Endings, beginnings

It feels like the end of something          but we forget the rest.

It is a door and something on the other side,

this moment a single petal of a rose unfolding.

From the doorway looking back we see you walking along

and ahead we see you walking along.

         

                   

__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net

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