Turning away
Walking in to see
Ignoring the choice
Wondering who might walk in
This time
Sounds at the edge of the frame
Behind the door
In front of the door
This one might open
If it closes
You wanted it closed
Beautiful in the boundary spaces
Simple in the boundary
Free to move away
Away from all energy
What appears will be a guide
Over the bridges
You must see first
Little notes from these experiences
Keep learning
Even in the rocks
With sensations
Surrounded by new ways
Believing the faith
Even when they don’t see it
As you see them
Pretending
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts