' THE JOURNEY '

She closed the doors......

She had trapped herself and marched into the labyrinth of her own construction , and was too dazed , too scared , to insist on making her own way back......

But , an Imposing congregation had massed itself around her first certainties and now it was beckoning her to come back......

Inside , She may have been about to embark upon a long confession, in which She would find her feelings as She spoke them and lead herself out of her numbness , towards something that resembled both incoherence and clarity.....

But , She hesitated....

In that brief moment , the storm raging inside her ebbed and calmness captivated her. The silence was deafening but She heard her Heart speaking out to her.....beckoning her......back

Then She turned back...slowly....

The stormy surface had yet to recover its Tranquillity , and the Turbulence which was driven by the lingering spirit of her fury yet to cease.

She opened the doors.....

He put his hand flat upon the turbulent surface , as though to quell it .......

And then .....She came out.......

It was one of those Rare Mornings which declare itself with a boastful extravagance of warmth and light and new leaves , as the New Beginning.............