You have a gift
Yet it remains unopened
It is the door you think is locked
But the key is in your heart
If you will only look at a stranger
Or a friend
With eyes that see
Them
And not yourself
For once open your eyes
So too the door
And compassion begins
And so too art
For to describe a life
Suffering
Bleak
Courageous
Whether through a written word
A color
Or a sound
Simple put
Or drawn
Or felt
Not to amaze
But instead to open the door
To another life
Is to give a gift to someone else
The one you found for yourself
The one in every heart