Doorways
doorways
to take you
anyplace
but here
open onto sea
or sky or some other
world without
needles or nails
open from desert
from ocean
into blue endless
scour and bliss
open anywhere
the tunneling dream
breaks through into
well holed world
take me far
from here take me
far away from all
that tears at my life
give me roads
to contemplate
roads endless curved
without guideposts
doorways and gates
filled with arrival
emptied of departure
leaving behind everything
wind from another
world blown cool
into today's hot anvil
of desire for roaming
Labels: photography, poem, shamanism
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