The possibilities of my being

One possibility

I studied the possibilities of the paths that opened up for me. I was present while feeling absent, experiencing the emotional turmoil of the internal waves of my existence. I was walking, running, and observing, and I feel I am arriving, slowly getting closer...

Should I take off my shoes as I step onto sacred ground? Should I connect with the gods and the stars that weave sheep’s wool on the fragile thread of life seen from space?

And you, do you still walk with hurried steps? In the hectic daily life, one sees a narrow door through which angels pass on a starry night.