Coming in
As an individual either
As one with a unique senses.
Beguiled with the intricate faintest breezy leaf
Merely not moving in the heat of midsummer,
Of the staying in now guiltless ,the swan,
After many,
And not yet satori beguiled Nirvana breath
Coming over the your very special own
Karmic breath,
But go out en masse, the more the better
as uniqueness goes,
Even if through brute reistamce,
Now going out of one door is like coming back when another door opens. The question is, the door that exited is the same as one entered. Or even if, both doors are connected to the same room. That is it’s self is puzzling to say the least. If that were the case, then there may be a vast underground of connected rooms, and the maze like interior may be puzzling in the least, perturbing and horrendous in the most.