Monday, June 11, 2012

Battle

You
Were my desire
You
Were in my prayer
You
Were at that door half-shut
That door half-open.

My feet
My heart would rush
But my mind would hold
me back from crossing that threshold

Suddenly
A strong wind
Suddenly
A very cold wind
Suddenly
Slapped the door in my face
I can't ever enter again.

Peace!
I smile to myself
The battle between my mind and heart
Has come to an end.