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There is a door. It seems closed.
Not so much to prevent entry but rather to control what is seen beyond.
Though perhaps not locked I sense it is shut tight.
A small window provides but a tantalising glimpse of the person within.
Days pass, and with each passing day comes another glimpse.
I see some of what is oft hidden but know
Much remains to be seen
Of the enigma that awaits.
Comes a day when unexpectedly, tentatively
The door opens.
A hand beckons and offers entry
To the warmth of friendship.
Now the door stands open.
Hearts have shared and minds engaged.
The enigma awaits no longer,
Replaced by acceptance.
I have a new friend.
Jane,
I love the imagery ou used hee. I have opened that door to many ladies here on the site this past year and been duly blessed!
Cyn
Jane,
I have stated this numerous times, and will again say the same. You have an incredible gift, you are such an inspiration, after reading this poem, I just sat.....thinking.....I got lost in my thoughts and feelings
Simply stated, beautiful.
2016_poets corner: CDH JS original post:
There is a door. It seems closed.
Not so much to prevent entry but rather to control what is seen beyond.
Though perhaps not locked I sense it is shut tight.
A small window provides but a tantalising glimpse of the person within.
Days pass, and with each passing day comes another glimpse.
I see some of what is oft hidden but know
Much remains to be seen
Of the enigma that awaits.
Comes a day when unexpectedly, tentatively
The door opens.
A hand beckons and offers entry
To the warmth of friendship.
Now the door stands open.
Hearts have shared and minds engaged.
The enigma awaits no longer,
Replaced by acceptance.
I have a new friend.
