Suspended in Space

Portals of Promise

Portals of Promise

Thrust into thin air,
Releasing the trapeze
that has been my life,
Up to now.

Buoyed only by the air beneath me,
Hoping that another will come in time;
Suspended in the void,
I reflect.

With the wisdom of hindsight
Seeing all that has been,
I’m blind to what lies
Ahead.

The door to history closed,
Destiny propels me to a new portal
Ahead, slowly sliding open…
Beckoning.

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This was written I response to this week’s Trifecta challenge: DOOR
1: a usually swinging or sliding barrier by which an entry is closed and opened; also : a similar part of a piece of furniture
2: doorway
3: a means of access or participation : opportunity