when one door closes,
another door opens,
and air of another world floats in
like a river of light
with stars and shadows of leaves
that once trembled on the trees
in the valley you’ve never visited;
spirits of fire sparkles
illuminating the space
between portals
making hallways seem
not as lonely dim light tunnels,
but pathways to opportunities.
[the Dagaz rune image was copied from somewhere my memory no longer holds where. thank you.]
Trezvennost II 