Monday, August 7, 2023

Through A Garden Gate


 It could be a merry little conundrum.
 All is One,
And yet a portal is a passage.
From one state to another.
Maybe it's illusionary.
And I'm merely stilled 
By the beauty of the thing.
For a garden gate built of roses and 
Summer would be a fine thing indeed.
Either in or out!

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