The Door

It's been awhile, hasn't it? But then again, when have my posts ever been anywhere near close together? :)
Thought I'd start back up with a poem...

The Door is unlocked.
It's ready; it's waiting.
It's aged brass doorknob is still, silent, waiting.
Waiting for you to take a hold of it,
Fling open the gold-rimmed Door,
Step into the unknown.
Leap out before you even think about turning back.
Leap out before doubts begin to find you.
Leap out and face everything you don't want to face.

It's shadowed in there.
All the Doors are closed.
Unlocked, but closed.
Closed until somehow
Someday
Somebody
Takes a hold of them,
Takes a chance,
Takes a risk,
Takes a moment to imagine.
Imagine, would you,
What secrets are waiting out there?
What discoveries are expecting you,
To find them unexpected?

Some Doors are shining round the edges.
The Light just can't wait to,
Reach for you.
Let Light become your reality.
The Ultimate Reality.
Let boldness take you by the hand...
Sweep you away from everything.
Sweep you away from time's grasp.
From doubt's trap.
Sweep you from the world of disbelief.
Reach for the Door.
Let the Light eclipse you,
Let it be the Light that sweeps you away.

The Door is unlocked.
It's ready, it's waiting.
What lies behind it?
All you have to do is open it
And never look back.
Go ahead,
Leap.


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Gotta love first drafts :)
Sometimes, I find my best inspiration just sitting here alone and staring at the computer screen.
And then other days.....I hate computer screens, but that's a different story for a different day.
So, yeah... I'll try to post some more from now on!

Thanks for reading!
-The Writer