Stairs evoked are the norm
anticipated when souls explore
a common sight that deceives
when the veil is not perceived
inclines lead to other realms
with the last in the beyond
a path of safety put aside
when the leap is in the mind
leading up or plunging down
each direction demands a turn
the willingness to commit
to destinations few admit
archways in the midst
of emptiness at top of steps
ruins pretending to be plain
hiding realms at staircase ends.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20191105.
A stairway beckons. Taking single steps is not beyond one's strength, but to continue takes resolve. Nagging doubts say it leads nowhere, but aspiration cannot deny the call of the unknown. // By coincidence, I posted a poem about a stairway two days ago. I invite you to read my STAIRWAY OF LEAVES.
Great poem. Image of ascending and descending stairs is so apt for meditative mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Norms and forms! ! Muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.