It is made of the finest bark Standing between two trees It is open and closed only in the dark Enveloped in ivy, locked without keys
Vanishes behind rays of the sun Following the moon so bright Away it goes when it hears you come Held within are secrets that make us light
Locked by your chaos heart With just a key of silence Opened only in the darkest part Warriors of life protect with demilance
A door stands in the forest of life's psalm A door dedicated to shining bright Only seen when a heart is calm Hidden because this door cannot stand a fight
Between two trees it stands, insides expanding To you there is much unknown But, the ones inside are filled with understanding In the world behind it, goodness is shown
This may seem absurd, but just highly misunderstood Maybe, because you have never seen What lies behind the sturdy wood But it's truth, I witness, is keen
Garden of Eden? Heaven? Understanding? Plato's "Allegory of the Cave"? A mix of all these.. Written in 2012. Edited in 2018. Working on another version, as I would like to perfect the flow of this poem.