Down the hall
through the sliding doors
and behind that glass wall
you are waving
And I look around
at whom you see
anticipating
a wake up call
Come back to me
From behind that glass wall
through the sliding doors
and down the hall
But I'm no longer waiting
I am free
.
4 comments:
Oh, I could analyze this one "too much" because it evokes different levels of interpretations. You've let my eyes zoom in on the obvious one: a deep maze of reflections and perhaps previous distortions now clear?
This shows strength: resisting falling into old patterns.
I hope it feels good to be free.
Makes me imagine a dream sequence, of walking, at the beginning, towards someone who seems to be the same distance away no matter what, then breaking free of the spell at the end. ;) Cheers. Have a blessed new year ahead.
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I like this one very much, you. Love the repetition and the ending quite brilliant. Well done, you.
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