Photo Credit: Sue Vincent
You stand upon the threshold of self
when the eyes outside look inward
past the outer and all its beauty and decay
Light plays tricks with shadows until
they are explored through the pathways
of your own labyrinth, discovering you
are not a cave of darkness, hiding
You are light itself. One golden strand
without an end or a beginning weaves you whole
You
may begin outside, but you will always come back
to the center, pulsing the light that is you
through the body that would hold
Close your eyes and forget this shell
See the labyrinth of light inside
breathing into open space
forming tensile strands weaving
expansion into boundless essence
until there is no you held inside darkness
only joy, threading its golden breath
through all life
Written for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto challenge, “Threshold.”

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