Beyond the gate...

I was playing my guitar, an acoustic piece called 'Beyond the Gate' which I composed. These thoughts came to me:

The death of the seed marks the birth of the flower. The death of the matchstick gives life to the flame. The loss of innocence implies the gaining of wisdom. Don't fear the loss of what you were. Rather embrace what you will become. Why hold on to the memory of a mortal man when you can embrace the full power and magic of an angel.

One day, we will all pass through the gate... (t.y.m)


two faces
two places
one soul
bridged and whole

(added 24 july 2012)