Openings

Openings

Holes in space

In need of direction

A lack of entropy

A purposeful filling

Pass this way

Take a bus

Try to find the entrance

Not just any one

But the one you waited for

When the vacancy arose

For a new start

Counting lamp posts

Through the window

They are not sheep

But sleep is a leveller

Everything looks better

In daylight

What a noise the wheels make

As the miles roll by

Nothing happens without

Purpose

Even staying put

Is an option

The space you fill

Is bigger on the inside

Nothing is as it seems

But there is a case

For moving on

With or without

A destination

As the act of change

Will bring about

A new perspective

When viewed from the other side

Of a window

The pattern of progress

Is timeless.