Sacred Journey Inward

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Entryway

The outside of your doorstill smells like you,as I hold the knoband then let go…I cannot go into your spacejust yet.I cannot clean or visitthe things you left behindin turmoil,chaos,and pandemonium.This still seems surreal --a bad nightmarefull of confusionas it took me by surpriseeven when I foresaw the outcomeso very long ago.You are goneto a place I cannot reach for a while.But,here behind the doorsits your lifethe way you left itand it’s okay to allowthe memory cellsto reside there.Time has a way of movingeven the staticthat was left between us both.You will always havethe lovethat you rejectedas a safety netto return to the four wallsbehind this small entrance.