all that and more
“How open can you become?”
“Will you empty yourself a bit more?”
“I want to enter the recesses of the hidden spaces too,
and fill you with surprises.”
Soul does not ask.
Soul walks in, unannounced with torch in hand
and slides into the easy chair,
Illuminating the room,
Oblivious to whether it is comfortable or not.
Soul is on a mission.
the birds are perched
on the fragrance of freedom.
Inspiration by Flora Aube