3:53 am

Two doors,

One above

And one below.

The one above, The one below,

Home to blooming flowers Home to harsh deception

And the graceful dove. And the spiteful foe.

Wind glides Storms persists

Throughout the meadow, Throughout the barren land,

As the river flows with ease. As humanity fades.

This is the land of serenity, This is the land of cruelty,

Of peace and tranquility. Of pain and misery.

Two doors,

One above

And one below.

Two doors

Only an illusion,

Existing both in my mind…

A choice I must make,

At 3:53 am.