Upper room (poetic thought by George-B)

Upper room (poetic thought by George-B)

Close your eyes-
There is so much to see
in the deep recesses of your soul

The shadows come to life
In the recesses of your soul…

There is a healing breeze
A faint fragrance of sage and tarragon
A breastbone yet to break
A chance that’s only yours

A closed door once now opens,
A brave large bird circling the scene,
From seemingly unsurpassed heights…

The vision from above is clear,
And rarity of air makes thing simple:

To breathe or not to breathe becomes the question
To breathe and breathe again the only answer

 Coming from the upper room. 

One response to “Upper room (poetic thought by George-B)

  1. Pingback: A perfect one hundred percent, poetic thought, ©by George-B Always (the smudge and other poems) | euzicasa

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