Create your own sunshine, she said
The walls you erect around you
hold the body, but not the soul
It is the mind’s choice to walk the corridors
of the shadow-land
where fear lurks as a transparent ghost
waiting to possess your form
Why pace the hallways you have already traveled
back and forth
as though Time can be captured?
What are you waiting for?
The return of a joy that slipped by you
after kissing, for a moment, your eager lips?
you, who are forever returning to the ghost
that wants to feed upon you
When the choice is always within you
to live free
in the boundless now
illumined in the full glory
of the ever-present soul
My contribution to Sue Vincent’s weekly #writephoto prompt. To participate, please click here.