Open Doors Poem by AHO Speaks

Open Doors

That which grows upon the land
Sleeping now, but life to renew what is grand.

A bench positioned to see life's view
The empty sky waiting for the clouds to fill the blue.

Seagulls alone resting on a sea wall
Solitary waiting, to respond to its creator's call

The view is expanding as the sun does rise
Each and every day a renewal of surprise.

I must go to attend to other chores
Hopefully this day will open; many more doors.

11-03-05 Aho Speaks