The Entry and the Exit
©November 14th, 2018
By Vijaya Sundaram
Every nick, every twinge, every hurt
Every scratch, every wound, every grief,
Is as large as the world,
And as old as time.
Too much feeling is too much.
And yet, the alternative
Is a nod to nothingness,
A yes to Death.
Cessation of feeling:
An infinite series of looped corridors,
Going back, and coming around,
With no x to mark the beginning.
There’ll seem to be no end to this,
No exit from the exit,
Except to go back to the start of it all:
A Yes to Life.
Step through that entryway
Shut that door, and let the flood
Wash away your shadow-self.
Say Yes.
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