Close your own eyes,
Open your windows.
Your eyes will open letters of hidden secrets,
Doors will be open for you.

Forests with squirrels,  frogs and creative bats,
Doors in their own little lives,
knowledge not be published in our minds,
Doors closed and possibly open. ..

Life is for the wind,
For roses that you have any time,
Doors and windows closed for your love,
Riverside without anything,

Doors,  Doors angry foggy days,
Brilliant sunny,  wet and dark night,
Doors open at the atmosphere,
Windows close down with my fear.

Victor Marques