So much inside us
Locked away
Inaccessible until
We discover the combination
Releasing deep secrets buried in the soul
These secrets
No mystery to the deepest part of us—
That part belonging to something larger
Yet out of sight they remain
Until the rusted lock and chain are taken away
Never easy
Dealing with the hidden
Even terribly lost parts of ourselves
But once in
So much more becomes known
Once we find our way
Even the deepest secrets—
Those buried in the cave of our heart
Become known
Releasing our grip on what binds us to eternity
Poetic Alchemist 
beautiful, Don… we are the jailer and hold the key to unlock our own imprisonment…
I get it! I could still use the combination, though, just in case I’m deluding myself.
That lock photo is really good, too!