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What You See Is What You Get. This is a journal blog, an explore-blog, a bit of this and that blog. Sharing where the mood takes me. Perhaps it will take you too.

Menolyrical; Final Friday Fiction

HEARTLOCKER

I gaze upon the door before me. There sits the padlock. Thick. Heavy.

Keyless.

Like the heart of the Beloved.

I gaze upon the shackle, binding the padlock to the door.

Attached.

Like the spirit to the body.

I gaze upon the keyhole, deep, dark, inviting.

Calling.

Am I the key?

© Yamini Ali MacLean 2017

5 comments:

  1. Aunty this is a very thought provoking post. I never thought about being a key.
    Hugs HiC

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  2. Now this is a thinker!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

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  3. oh I hope you will be the key.... love it ;o)

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  4. Excellent in so many layers. Namaste, Janice xx

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