Beyond That Door
you burn madly,
towards the cliff.
for the forms of light
be still, and listen with your feelings....
beyond that door!
Eric Cockrell
an out of contol flame...
a car racing madly
hungry for life,
and groping the shadows
that you cant quite touch.
slow down, slow down,
wait on the knock, the strong voice
of the stranger who lives....
dont be afraid, and dont run!
that stranger is you!
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