Lodge
The doubled lodge in the dark forest: a mirror of the split psyche, where fear restrains and wholeness awaits.
Ornate perfection, ossified,
perception skewed,
fixation pure,
on stone alone.
All in order, not amiss,
structure solid, built secure,
no sand, no storm, no uncertainty;
for none but one.
Devoid of wholeness,
the tragedy; self-imposed,
fear inhibits, rising anxiety,
through the forest,
find the tree.
Beam identified, approach methodical,
seize the moment, seek a way,
familiar place, unfamiliar inhabitant,
structure abandoned, by what becomes?