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ed.</p><p id="fe34">To squint at the world in admonition to send forth a fearful thought — impossible; all I could do was laugh at the world we call normal.</p><p id="8553">Then the door began to close and Her footfalls echoed down the corridor, the music fading behind until the click and the silence.</p><p id="b6b0">But Janaka’s eyes squint not nor do fears fly at his mind and the faces of his heart smile back at him from the floorboards he walks upon;</p><p id="32b9">for he knows his Beloved will return, free from his petty efforts.</p><p id="48bc">And awaits, a happy man!</p><p id="6a27">Thank you for reading. Here are a few poems I hope you will find of interest.</p><div id="9a80" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-rider-in-the-sky-e56b5a803969"> <div> <div> <h2>The Rider in the Sky</h2> <div><h3>A poem about Death’s ride to seek release</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*o3AX7gM5po_bn6ewJruxkw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="b052" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-beloveds-cake-a209ea570f00"> <div> <div> <h2>T

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he Beloved’s Cake</h2> <div><h3>A poem about eating more than the frosting</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*6v8JWS_XA9bcszFM)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="e6bc" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/being-born-3a279f027162"> <div> <div> <h2>Being Born</h2> <div><h3>A poem about being born in the present</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*Op5HdhlLPu5DoS8n3Rfkdg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="ae25">Visit my <a href="https://www.amazon.com/kindle-dbs/entity/author/B00FVFFINI?_encoding=UTF8&amp;node=2656022011&amp;offset=0&amp;pageSize=12&amp;searchAlias=stripbooks&amp;sort=author-sidecar-rank&amp;page=1&amp;langFilter=default#formatSelectorHeader">Author Page</a>. You can view my artwork on <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/janaka_om/boards/">Pinterest</a>. You can follow me on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/janaka.stagnaro">Facebook</a>. Cheers.</p></article></body>

POETRY

The Opening of the Door

A poem about non-doing

Image by Karen Smits from Pixabay

Years I tried forcing the door open using the cleverness of my mind, incorporating all the tricks to become keys in a knowledgeable hand.

But never would it budge, its hinges rusty and an unoiled. I questioned my sanity and with tears given up.

Hopeless I turned my back, waiting the day a locksmith would come with more keys dangling at his side.

But today with the paintbrush in hand, and a canvas splashed with colors, without the slightest of intention, the door simply opened.

Music came forth and played and played, heralding the Beloved into my heart, until my eyes threatened to burst with their feast of Her light.

And all the faces of my heart looked back at me from their abode of clouds and bark of trees and smiled.

To squint at the world in admonition to send forth a fearful thought — impossible; all I could do was laugh at the world we call normal.

Then the door began to close and Her footfalls echoed down the corridor, the music fading behind until the click and the silence.

But Janaka’s eyes squint not nor do fears fly at his mind and the faces of his heart smile back at him from the floorboards he walks upon;

for he knows his Beloved will return, free from his petty efforts.

And awaits, a happy man!

Thank you for reading. Here are a few poems I hope you will find of interest.

Visit my Author Page. You can view my artwork on Pinterest. You can follow me on Facebook. Cheers.

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