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Step Through the Door

Do you understand
that it matters?
All the same, it does.
You were my
very own mystery
but then you
became my door–
as eternal as the
universe itself.  

My eyes widened
with intrigue.
Don’t forget,
I know my place,
a metal tongue,
keeping me on the edge,
reminding me that
sometimes it can be
cold and demanding.

Did you ever experience
a White Christmas?
A child’s smile?
The first warm day in spring?
The kind of day that
grasps hope in its palm.

That’s what it was like
when I realized that it all
may really be all right.



Photo Credit: Photo by Benjamin Lambert on Unsplash