The Lock

​I am the lock 

I keep the door closed, fastened tightly and rusted shut

Nothing gets in and nothing gets out
The first key is my surrender

A unique combination of patience, persistence and perseverance loosens the tumblers 

Unlocking my mind slowly cracks the door
A flood of light shines on me

I emerge from the darkness of my own imprisonment 

I am free from the bondage of self
~S.D.

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