Room in my mind

I have a room in my mind filled with playful thoughts, objects, pleasures & treasures.
As a child couldn’t keep them in line in this rebellion space, to bring me adventures as they meet my way to uplift.
Ja, Si, Yes, Ai are the key notes to unlock the door.
Doubts, hesitations & secrets are sometimes trespassing but not allowed in.
Bouncer Joy kicks them out while wondering, surprise & laughter are always welcome.
At times temporary under construction or out-of-order, fixing cracks, dust, or remove some feelings left behind by an unbeliever.
Now re-opening & welcoming guests such as the unexpected, opportunity & enlightenment.
I greet these wanted & hopefully regular participants to the room in my mind.

22-03-2016
_Driandayaba_

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