The journey took me to the gate of the garden of my childhood,
and I stood
until my heart could settle.
There came the sound of fluttering wings,
and when the door opened,
I fell to the earth beneath the onrush of truth.
The Journey Took Me to the Gate of the Garden of My Childhood
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