When one door closes, another opens
An optimist's dream,
and a pessimist's nightmare

Backs may be turned
and a door may be shut

But a candles flame burns,
late into the night

No foul winds or foreign rain drops,
can extinguish it's light

Even tho the door is closed,
to an old friend the candle always burns bright.

You knock and knock
But I can’t let you in
My home is unclean
There's mountains of clutter from head to toe
I constantly stand in filth and dust
I hear you knocking
But I'm too ashamed to let you in
Why do you continue to knock?
Why don't you believe no one's home?
Aren’t you tired?
You have stood there for so long
So I finally cleaned my cluttered home
And I answered my door
And there stood Jesus
Patiently waiting for me to let him in

                          -LaToya Martin

A perplexed hand reaches out
and a trembling fingertip reaches the ****.
It circles the burgundy, round grip
with faltering determination
to push the hazel door forward.

Lumber arches guide me through
Wooden doorways old and new
So much to see in this world of fantasy
Come with me

love arrived one day
and i know
that i am more than willing
to give all my heart and soul
without fear
all in
full of hope
because we don't know
when love will leave
or if it will ever try
to visit me once more

When I open a door with  eyes closed it always take me by surprises
I either fall down in a deep pit or i fly high in the sky
I might not know
Until......
Until i open the door
Until i open my eyes
But I wonder....
I wonder..
Would i be able to open the door with my eyes wide open
Would i be able to take a step ahead with my eyes wide open
Would i be able to enjoy those surprises
Would i be able to know if  i were going to fall down or fly high
Would i be able to know what do i like more
Whether it's falling down or flying high
I might not know
Until i .......
Until i take first step
if i am scared to open the door
I close my eyes
Open the door
Don't step back
Go ahead and enjoy the surprises life has to offer me