sometimes I just can't help myself.....

do you see the little stone doorway on the left

?

it whispered my name

and

invited me in

where I discovered this little room

waiting for me

~~

standing there

thinking about what furry animals might be calling this broken house "home"

and

feeling a little uneasy

I knew I just couldn't turn back

without looking through the dark doorway

that was slowly pulling me closer

and

around the dark damp corner

I found this stairway carrying the same magical power as the rest of the house

so

slowly

step by tested step

I climbed to the top

only to discover a floor that was weak and worn

and

unable to hold me

~~

so I stood at the top of the stairs and looked across the room and out

what might have been the front door

and
then slowly and satisfied
I climbed back down those red stairs
into the musty darkness

relieved
to see the door in which I had entered
~~
and
as I turned back for one more look
with the safety of daylight at my shoulder
I took a deep breath
and
a little smile emerged
~~
because
that's what happens when you do something you love