door ways border 279w - May 27, 2015s

author’s note:

Recently, someone asked me how I find contentment…

Not something I usually think about…but I do know that I can find it by discovering beauty in the commonplace.


Sometimes I sense the presence
of another world

lurking like a monolith
—like a dark castle gate—
somewhere over my left shoulder

but when I turn to witness
I find only a blank space

I can feel the absence
and so, that world
still seems real to me:

I’m tantalized—
for years I’ve searched
for the pass key:

so much work and yet
I remain frustrated…

except in odd quiet moments
that come to me suddenly—

in that stillness, this mundane world
is seen again, felt again, heard again

known again
but known differently—
known as strange:

even the stones seem to brim with life

or especially the stones

even old familiar doors
hold mystery

or especially those doors.

At such times,
whatever object I experience
becomes a door slowly opening:

I discover secrets everywhere.

After such times, I wonder:

did I step through the mirror?—
did I pass through the gate?

© 2015, Michael R. Patton
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