You turn to the world that beats at your door

You turn to the world that beats at your door because this body is tuned to life’s needs and not your soul’s. Where is your true life among this fog of being? Where is rest, satisfaction, solidity? Only by remembering the possibilities, wonder stolen by imagined consequences, shuddering questions raised by fanciful twilight moments, and dreams of perfection, will you close your door to this world, then, later, pass through your empty home.