Sunday, July 24, 2016

Find the Door

You might see your goal,
 Very clearly behind a window.

Transparency can lure you,
Casting an illusion of invisibility,

And the goal may be seen,
More clearly than the window.

But, the window is closed,
It opens a view, not a path.

Don't rashly rush towards,
You'll crash against a barrier,

Then be humiliated n' hurt,
Wishing you had patience.

Find your way to the door,
That's where your path lay.


1 comment:

  1. Comments from FaceBook Posting:
    Brenda: Beautiful!
    Choni: Thank you.
    Brenda:Your welcome :)
    Renee: Wow, just beautiful....thank you. :-)
    Choni: With pleasure. 
    Renee: Keep them coming, Elchonon. :-) Blessings to you and yours.
    Choni: Thank you Renee. 
    Chaviva: Can't tell you how many times I have crashed into that window :P
    Choni: Me too Chaviva. There is story behind this poem that helped me realize.
    Batya: Thank you.
    Choni: With pleasure Batya.