Transition (II)

Imbalance, insecurity
the shock of the unknown
the shifts of instability
the toss of dice just thrown

When fate is in the driverís seat
and will has lost its power
perfection seen as incomplete
in liminal, illusive hour

when a doorway to the other side
stands open wide to tempt the soul
and threshold crossed, we stand astride
two worlds that now become a whole

Not always what youíre looking for
but what you really need
Light upon a distant shore
when ego's strength recedes

Then wisdom of a higher form
intuited and felt and known
brings meaning as the spiritís born
and at last, the soul comes home...

? Michaelette ?

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