The Morning

Light shines deeply, doorways. I see the kids through the doorways as things open up and other aspects of myself become more real. Can everything be love? Fear of death fades when you think of life as being lived through your awareness and it begins and ends there. Everything is perfect in that, there isn't anything to do. Try to lock your phone away, lock your pleasure away. There is probably more magic and awareness in the light bouncing off their heads in the doorway as they play.