What a great day
I finally got some closure
at the same time a new opening
and the day is not over yet.
I could write the best poem I´ve ever written.
I could die tonight.
I could be enlightened more tonight.
I could have the best dream I´ve ever had tonight.
I could get some good news
or I could receive some real bad news tonight
or nothing will happen.
It doesn´t matter.
Being caught between closing a door or opening it,
that´s the life.
Just holding the doorknob
hoping a fresh breeze of air is there to feel,
just hoping there could be something new behind the door
or the new thing was already in front of the door
just not recognized yet.
Learning to love something you´ve hated or
watching beauty fade and show its real face.
It´s a journey you´re in
or start
or finish.
This journey called life
or death,
past or future lives and deaths.
You can call it whatever you like but
you can´t escape or run away from it.
You can make the best or the worst out of it.
It´s like a big gorilla is raping you.
You either fight against it and you will get hurt,
or you just relax and enjoy.
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