the effort of open

There are weeks that take you backward.

When moving through doors feels so final.

When opening feels like closing.

Endings and endings and endings.

Yes, there will be new beginnings,
but first, you must walk the gauntlet.

Forward is there, across the threshold.

But all this distance lies in between.

The shape of light and shadow defines everything.

The fragile scent of future fills the air.


Life goes on.





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