Sleep…deep in sleep.Slowly…slowly.you step towards the door able not to provide noise.and slowly you closed the door.And I found out you’ve gone away.
Wandering and asking why?but I’ve stayed. waiting leaving the open door.Waiting that maybe the love I’ve planted in your heart will open.Praying light from the east guides you back to rest.
Until noticed a leaf flying in from the door is a message.Found everything outside ran dried
Looking to the west sun is setting down bowing for goodbye.
The open door remains until your shadow may suddenly appear beyond narrow trees.