The Door Inside

The world is greatly magnified

In the mind, it’s importance is justified

Dwarfing a door hidden inside

What lays beyond, its never been verified

What’s within us all, only a few find

For centuries, they’ve been maligned

Not out of spite, but misunderstood

A pity, they stand for what is good

Our humanness waits behind that door

Its height has no ceiling, its depth has no floor

We look away as if the world has more

Scouring the horizon till the eyes are sore

The door is ours, we are free to walk through

Where the mind loses its lens, and cannot skew

The door we need not knock or unlock

We enter when awareness takes a silent walk

Originally published at mindandsoul.space.