Still point, holding pattern

At a crossroads of the heart

Junction of the soul

Where twin lights shine

Forward and back

In equal measure

Equal; key term here.

The key that turns

The lock that grinds then gives

Under pressure 

Of will, skill and ambition.

Stand and breathe

Then move forward;

Tell me, what locks

Will you open

As the sun returns?

Copyright Mabh Savage 2013