A Passage

April 29, 2009
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Vines, Moss, and curvature of Branches,
Shielding the empty space,
Seeming to be nothing—more than brush.
Spot, the outline of the Brilliant Arch.
Leading, to Happiness. Laughter. Peace.

A Passage. A Gate. An Opening.
Hidden in the Heart of the forest,
Waiting, to be discovered,
Leading, to utter Joy.

Trunks of trees sway the wind,

Greeting newcomers, with open branches,
Leading, to Calm Tranquility.

If only, to find the doorway,
Leading, to Wondrous Life.

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