Curtains

Curtains

A wise man
called your
Soul
the gateway to
The Mystery.

It’s called
The Mystery
because when
you followed
your Soul
from there,
into a lifetime
inhabiting
your body,

a curtain
was drawn
behind you,
just as the one
before you
opened,
along with
your eyes.

But it’s just
a curtain.

So play
the part
you came
to play,

it wouldn’t
be the same
without you,

but let your
Soul
slip behind
the curtain –
you can be here
and there –

and let
The Mystery
envelop
your stage
Presence,

as it passes
through
the gateway
of your
Soul.

If you like “Curtains,” maybe you’ll like seeing my poetry books, more poems, and some fiction at stevegillard.com.