"I have lived on the lip
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I've been knocking from the inside."
~ Rumi
It's about time I realized that doors do open. That every time it's not a wrong one. That finding the right key takes time. That sometimes there's a dusty alley of doors inside us that need to be opened first. So that the sunlight can creep in through some headstrong cobwebs, and certain caged birds can be freed.
May all your secret doors open and take you to the happy land where caged birds are freed to take wing and sing.
ReplyDeleteDear Friko, thank you so much for your kind wishes!
DeleteIt’s so poetic. A beautiful post!! Yes, we have to open the doors inside us! It’s not easy, it takes time. It’s a fight or a journey... But it’s the only way to be free and happy.
ReplyDeleteRightly said, as always, dear Celine. To be free and happy, what else does one need?!
DeleteHello Suman
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful. Haven't we all often knocked from the inside, full of our own knowledge. As I ponder your writing I am looking towards the canal and my door neither opens outward nor inward but rather "slides".Hmmm, another coffee please!
Helen xx
Thank you for the lovely comment, dear Helen. Sliding doors are much more interesting, I should say, for then one could just slide in and out of so many different lives! Reminds me of the film, "Sliding Doors".
DeleteAh, Suman, I hope the secret doors open onto whatever makes you happiest.
ReplyDeleteThank you dear for the very kind wishes. Let's see how many actually open! ;-)
DeleteHello Suman, I have just discovered your blog- what a pleasure! I'm looking forward to following you. Jane
ReplyDeleteHello Jane! Thank you so much for dropping by and for the following. I hope I am able to continue the pleasure!
DeleteVery true.
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