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.