Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Break the Glass

Hope crosses the mind.
Soul searching,
heart wrenching.
A closed mind
opposed
to a closed heart.
How can they be held within a grasp?
Open the mind
A new idea,
A new identity,
love.
The heart is undefined.
Warmth breaks the glass.
A door opens,
Another closes.
Why did it close?
Two doors open at once in impossibility.
The doors have no handles,
No physical weakness
To be used against it.
Eyes closed.
The mind
And the heart free.
The bird sings,
A river is seen,
The perfect mirror.
Dark and glassy,
Moving steadily.
A face is seen,
Eyes still closed,
The door is still closed.
Break the glass.
A door opens.

Saturday, September 24, 2011