Down a dim corridor of infinite length
I wander, following a voice that whispers
The atonement of faith.
Past doors half-closed like hidden guilts
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Sounds like heaven to me. You have a way of evoking beautiful images Tom. Lovely writing. :)
I had a vague dream of a long corridor, like those you get in hospitals and a feeling of hope. Glad you liked it, Pam.
My eyes are cauterized, as though at birth, When the world explodes upon A new born child. And I am filled with rapture as I stare - - - - - - - - - You are amazed and wondered at the beauty and full of faith in the Creation.
Sometimes we see things suddenly in a different light, Bharati. Is it the rebirth of Faith?