Sunday, April 29, 2018

Day 29 of Poetry Month 2018

Set Free the Mind's Eye

On the road to nowhere, I find
walls on either side and
no light at the end of tunnel
to freedom. Part of a day left open
feels like an escape,
but can I trust reality? Is that a door or a mirage
in my anxious mind? Oh, just open the door and
accept what’s not safe or
not comfortable. Eat the apple,
talk to the snake, and
run through the sun’s beauteous rays.


© 2018 Catherine Woods

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