Poem: Open Doors

door

Free Verse

Open Doors

thinking of doors
the entrances and exits
of buildings
of homes
into a new existence
somewhere to be sheltered
somewhere to hide
passages
from within and without
reflecting:
my world has been
the constant
meeting
with ever different doors
into worlds
I knew nothing about.
happily,
at every turn,
along my long road
eventually I found
an open door.

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