Along The Way

Poem By Sandra Osborne

Once again,
And twice last year
Stoned, drifting past doors,
Closed, locked, secure.

Here and there
The hall curves,
New colors and schemes
A new existence.

Quietly, up ahead
The last door
To be opened,
The only one that will.

The journey can be vicious,
But someday, we'll awaken.
And then...
Hallelujah! !

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