This afternoon, I sat down to write a poem. I felt particularly inspired, though I'm not sure what exactly triggered it. This comes from where I'm at in life currently, and some thoughts that have been "mulling" for a while made their way into it. In the end, it turned out it was quite a poem. It's more prose than poetry, but here it is nonetheless.
In the game show of life we're presented a series of doors, not knowing exactly what lies beyond. Sometimes we're given clues that can guide our decision, because in life (like a game show) we must choose. The choice is not, "DO I open a door?" but rather, "WHICH door do I open?" From time to time a door's contents are known to us and we have an understanding of what's to come or have preconceived expectations. Typically, though, what we discover behind a door is a complete surprise. We cannot fully prepare ourselves. So we take a deep breath, close our eyes, maybe say a prayer, and open the door our heart has chosen, hoping for the best.
May this door I'm about to open reveal surprises that bring peace, joy, and love. May I have the courage and tenacity to face the unknown and accept what will come. May I recognize the lovely faces surrounding me with support.
That's all I have for now. I thought about working it into a poem, but decided it was exactly what I wanted to say as it is.
