My House -- November 1994

My House


closing my eyes and my mind
thinking, walking through
the rooms of my house,
deciding my turn of fate
I look beyond the stairs and 
go into the living room
the room of friends and room
of wonder


creativity scattered
small ones running freely
joyfully, happy


turn into the hall and go down
the steep stairway beyond
and beneath is the bedroom
full of bright colors and
creatively covered walls
walls that help me to forget
and to help me realize my 
surroundings when I awoke


the walls of wonder, that they are called,
explaining my innerself
room of quietness and content
room of friendship and realizations
up the stairway, back into the hall


I walk out the front door to a world of evil and misfortune
some beauty and some happiness
but full of reality and bad memories
Out the gate and into the street
look beyond the trees and 
into the eyes of others, see the hurt,
see the disguise of many
is it real?


have we been honest with ourselves?
is there the love
and happiness that many talk about?
back into the hallway and up through the stairs
beyond the attic,
the door is locked....
you push and you tug....
...it won't budge.


have you accepted?
do you believe?
can you trust again?
ask for the help...
see ye and the door shall become open
in your mind you're frustrated
and angry because
the door will not open....
stop a minute and realize,
accept it as it is
become as you are, believe it
and trust
and love....
....the door opens


opening into a room of beauty
the clouds are white as
untouched fallen snow, gold as beautiful
as a diamond ring, twinkling in your eyes
Standing before you is the
greatest love you'll ever see
the love that bounds forever
here before me are the 
friends forever and the discovery of my inner peace....


I open my eyes and wonder where will the faith that I have take me...


11-19-94