My house

 

In my house there are many mansions

 

Light and airy

Vibrant like a Van Gogh

Playing with light and dark like a Rembrandt

 

Pitch dark, scary, suffocating, fascinating

Perhaps a hint of a window?

 

Strong.

Flimsy, rattling with the wind

 

High ceilings, room to fly

Narrow ceilings, closing in

 

People live in these mansions

I am welcome in them all

I wander from one to another,

rest awhile, talk,  grow restless

move on, as I choose..

 

Do I choose?

 

An endless journey through my house.

august 2020