Thank you for this meaningful poem @d-pend. I see hope for the barrier to dissolve. It seems that in your poems about a third of the way down I see something like this:

The summit of ecstasy now below me,
its bald lake is still frigid.

It's like the poem is on a journey but unsatisfied because the reader has not crossed over the barrier even though it really doesn't exist anymore. This is a brilliant allegory. I enjoyed reading it and wouldn't mind to hear a part 2. But if this is the end it is fine with me. I will imagine my own ending...

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