i can not go further,
i can not leave this place.
at first i think
my path is blocked.
Dear Charlotte, is this your handiwork?
but on closer examination
the weaver of this web is a jewel –
ah Indra!
Your net has caught me again.
namaste,
sat nam,
peace.
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I was basically thinking the same thing.
Down deep we know there is no way we can stay here, yet we are surprised and saddened when it comes to an end!
There is no such thing as “stuck” ….except in our own minds….our souls lured in by the magical, glittering illusion of permanence.. https://storieswithnobooks.com/2012/06/25/web-of-desire/