Chapter Eight
No.121
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My Door Is Always Open
Before time, we knew each other;
Moulded by the same clay,
Words that created our soul, our spirits...
Are seeking out each other, through each life we play.
The door is always open.

The path we tread, before time, today...
Our relationships brief and worn to threads,
Our love has been strong, within our thoughts;
Seeking them to manifest...

Your love may be seen a taboo, in view;
Your confidence hit by the political sway,
There are most likely other influences as say?
The Loneliness, the fears, third party betray...

Our peace is silent as we close our eyes
My love will always be free.
I lay my head upon my pillow;
For my dreamcatcher to catch the image of thee

Our physical meeting before; was intentional,
Our souls knew it was to be...
It was all for the wrong timing and intensions...
Our Angels at that time agreed!

You and I have grown and matured,
The timing is now right to be seen,
We have reflected the purpose our pathways,
The Divine has now intervened.

We stand together with our horizon
As we pass the holly tree,
A symbol of  life's  battle and potential,
The pathway that was always to be...

My door is always open,
For you to walk through to me;
And today, the Angels look at us
And Smile,as they  have all agreed.
Author: Nigel Wilcox 21.07.25