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the doorway

i stand at the door and look out to see what lays beyound it
i see a beatiful place full of flowers and love
i do not see the hate and all the pain beyound this door
i then look slowly behind me and i can see all the pain and hate

then i take a step through this new door and then something changed inside of me
my heart felt healed and i felt like all the pain in me was gone
that i could now smile and be free
i still had one hand on the door frame

then someone walked up too me and says let go of the door
i let go and i felt like i was floating
a smile creeped across my face and tears of joy slid down my cheeks
the man who had told me this took my hand

i let him lead me farther away from the door
i could see the sun setting slowly
he led me to the water fountain in the middle
i sat on the edge and slowly skimmed my fingers across the water

then a voice i had not heard in a while spoke out
i turned around and seen my grandfather standing there
i smiled and went into his open arms and did not notice my grandmother
i let tears go again happy tears

then i was awoken by the alarm going off
i sat up and wished the dream would have lasted longer
then i get up and i get ready to face the day
the sun is so bright and shining like a big smile

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  • sweetgirlwa
    February 9, 2008
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    Thanks for entering, good luck


  • Wayne Leon Learmond
    February 9, 2008

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    Superb

    There is a lot of imagery in this piece. And this almost sounds like a sort of out of body experience where somebody has met their deceased loved ones on the other side. The 'door' is symbolic.  Opening up the door and stepping through to begin a new life. Your Grandfather, I believe, is watching over you.  At the end you are in bed as you are awoken by the alarm. I believe that the deceased do indeed, make contact with us through our dreams. Your grandfather is giving you the strength to step through the door.

     

    Keep writing

    This was very good indeed.

     

    Much love

    Wayne Leon

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