The Door Opens

All the imaginings I've ever imagined
line the walls of this great hall
I've entered not by chance,
I see the past displayed as nutrients
building the soils up
for my creations
and destruction's.
I see far back into the lives
that have given me this moment,
this very breath
I breathe,
and now I see
where I am going
has been there all along,
in the questions I continued to ask
the logic of it all
makes me laugh like a child.
I go on and on
and on and on,
like the farmer
who tends to his soils
to watch the seeds grow
is the greatest reward of all.
The being and the doing
is the gift of here and now.
Thank you highest highs
and thank you lowest lows,
I accept everything,
I imagined Love,
and its more than
what I could have hoped for.
And its only just begun.