Prompt 3 and 4, Hour 3

the corridor is dark as I make my way toward the light

thirteen steps down and an unforgiving right.

I stumble, knees bruised

grabbing walls as I choose

this journey, not far but inifintely deep

walking past darkness

in order to breathe.

the light is there although I cannot see

through a door

waiting to be opened

by hands of the free.

 

C. Churchill

 

 

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *