the treshold

I am sitting on the threshold.

The past is already dissolving behind me. There is no point in looking back.

In front of me lies a misty vastness, mysterious and unknown. I’ll have to step further.

But what do I want?

Who am I?

I have never been here before, not even in my dreams. I’ve opened a new room inside myself.

I don’t feel lost. I feel peace… A strange peace. I’m listening to the silence.

Quietly beside me, there is still some fear of falling into emptiness.

But I am free.

Desire and imagination can choose the next direction. I’ll let a dream, a shape, a colour, a word, a feeling decide.

It’s twilight. The fog has not lifted yet. Things are slowly unfolding.

One small thing at a time… no rush to do anything.

I feel light, not heavy. My heart is open, not scared. There are no eyes.

And I’m here with my inner world intact.