I stand at the threshold of the unknown door.
Oddly I got no fright
And no fear for my plight,
Rather I feel so light
Engulfed in such mystic delight,
Hence all my fears to the horizon flee in flight.
And as the door is thrust, I get blinded by the light,
Because my future is so BRIGHT…
Welcome to the GOOD LIFE - MY LIFE……
please give detailed comments,not the ones "one-liners" you yourself would frown at....shalom
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i figured out headaches are my bodies way of begging for a dream.
your poems a little boring.

