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| The Choice We Make by Brooke Shaden |
Slipping into shadowy darkness
the piper plays in the realms of dreams
running barefoot, all is not as it seems
my mind a wandering labyrinth
a story with no beginning nor end
twists and turns that quickly blend
into the forest of tangled thoughts
in moonlight, trees quickly shift
a vision forms beyond the dewy mist
before me, three magical doors appear
quietly meditating, on my choice
listening to my inner voice
the choices we make, the risks we take
sometimes, we will make mistakes
sometimes, there will be heartbreak
door to the left, journey to the past
what can be learned moving backwards
will it propel one in the journey forward
door to the right, glimpse of the future
divulging secrets, dreams of the unknown
unearthing places in fields not yet sown
door to the middle, closet to my heart
here is the mystery and beauty of song
could it holds the key to where I belong
before me, three magical doors appears
quietly meditating, on my choice
listening for your heavenly voice
the choices we make, the risks we take
there's a magical spell, I can't shake
love slumbers, waiting for daybreak
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Author's note: This is a wip but, for now it will simply be...
Love does have its magical qualities. Indeed.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog.
Much❤love
Thanks, Gillena Happy Sunday to you!
DeleteFrom Helen ~~ A deep and multifaceted poem about choices, which door to choose. I would go with the door closest to my heart!
ReplyDeleteThe door closest to the heart - def one to open.
Deletebefore me, three magical doors appears
ReplyDeletequietly meditating, on my choice
listening for your heavenly voice
Wonderful wordcraft True and classic rhyming. Great to give good thoughts to our choices. It is being fair to our thoughts! How are you Ma'am? Hank's feeling fine!
Hank
Thanks Hank! I am feeling a bit better. Its been rough
DeleteAh, the three magic doors. How to choose wisely?
ReplyDeleteThe key is to chose wisely but, you know sometimes you get zonked…
DeleteI'm with Helen, the heart harbors the secret to where one belongs. Mystical and enchanting, T.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dora!
DeleteThis is beautiful Truedessa! I love the idea of a forest of tangled thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThank you Carrie for the wonderful prompt and your support! Have a peace filled week.
DeleteI love that door in the middle. But even looking back...perhaps those "mistakes" were all part of the journey too? I like to think so.
ReplyDeletePerhaps, some parts of the past are too painful to revisit. The past does help define the journey as there is much to be learned. The door to the past is always left opened a crack to look back.
DeleteSo often in life we are presented with different doors. Did we choose the right ones? We'll never know.
ReplyDeleteI guess, some doors will remain mysteries. Thanks for visiting.
DeleteGood one! So many choices...
ReplyDeleteLife is filled with good and bad choices. May yours be good ones.
DeleteYour words run deep
ReplyDeleteHumanities mistakes do make us weep
Catching a glimpse of our future
may happen sooner
if we used a special M5 computer
Wouldn't that super?
Hey look at you go
Deletewith a rhyming flow