Picture Yourself (Thursday Doors Writing Challenge)

photo by Resa

Alone with creation
my mind processes the color the form the medium–
I do not include any part of the world outside of
the tentative frame

Do I enter?
sometimes maybe always—but I do not always find
what I seek on the speculative journeys my mind takes
looking for essence

Perhaps vision is
only an accident, a chance intersection with the singing
portal–the one that exists inside the current of
the cosmic chord

nothing you want is optional
it’s why you love every copy of nothing

I wanted to squeeze in one final entry to the Thursday Doors Writing Challenge–I could not resist the door above provided by Resa which immediately sang to me.