The Inner Door

My very first piece of writing A tap on the shoulder to express the Self!

The Inner Door.

Open the door and what do I see?
Is it something I wish to feel as it beckons unto me?

Do I dare to want to reach out and touch?
To feel such an elusive thing that seems not much?

Have I the courage to really find,
that which is caught up in my inner mind?

If I move but gently and softly, each day I feel my courage grow.
One day soon to reach my inner peace, then outwardly to glow.

Author's Note

First piece I wrote in 1986

Reviews

[Guilt]

The first poem is something special to me. A thought-provoking read. A nice touch of depth from the mass of writing here. The mind is a curious design of housing. The occupants are afraid to go to different rooms :P

- Guilt

[Singing Bird]

Made me laugh and so should I have been cautious 'bout some of those rooms!
Thanks for the laugh and review.....

[Tate Morgan]

I like to rearrange the furniture in my mind as well it is a good way to know onself

[Singing Bird]

I used to have a very black sense of humour, it lightened over the years and now.......it's best description is probably weird.....I do like myself nowadays.