It’s true, when a door is closed,
somewhere windows are opened.
When rigid floors shutter,
it makes glass ceilings shatter.
And again, if not knocked,
the door will remain locked.
Persistence is required
to embrace what’s desired.
I must go through the portal
to engage the immortal
… to enter I stay open
and courageously hope in.
The door is an access
but not to what to possess;
I don’t know where the door leads
but, rest assured meets my needs.
Careful though, when I knock
I might be in for a shock,
when the door opens wide.
it’s in love I must abide.
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