Unlock the heart, the head, the muscles, and the magic-
Better yet throw away the keys.
Who needs a locksmith
In the fresh air and morning light?
If you can't find any
Go for a trip
In the quiet of your mind;
Imagine a sea or mountain scape
With the air crisp and clean
And the light refracting beauty.
Or find the wisdom of the ages,
A spiritual connection,
Your sages today,
Your family, friends, and neighbours...
Build on those hopes and dreams
The collective wisdom;
Break them up into small rays of light
Until there is a path to light the shadows.
Or see the world its people and activities
All going about their business
In the private spaces of their lives
Who long and feel just as you;
Reach out and create some positive energy
In the small steps and circles of your life.
A world without locks and keys?
Nonsense.
There is privacy and security to think about
Fuel for fears.
But deep down there is a longing for love, connection,
Open windows and vistas.
(Have a little creative writing fun and escape at Magpie Tales #25.)
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