A closed book will not heal
If it does not open, No one will know how you feel
A closed door, does have a key
But are you welcome, What do you see?
A closed window can open wide
Just polish the glass and see what's outside
A closed hand, must reach out
It must open that fist, even if in doubt
An opened coffin is there for all
But are you ready? ready to fall...
An opened mind is needed so much
A wonderful way to stay in touch
An opened heart can be felt by all
It can guide so many it can stop the fall
So opened or closed it can go anyway
Just... Accept and believe, each and every day
Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL
An opened mind is needed so much A wonderful way to stay in touch An opened heart can be felt by all It can guide so many it can stop the fall....impresssive lines. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
i have some trouble with this and am limited in time and brain cells. besides, i commented already. i shall move on. bri :)
:) soon it shall once again be my job to open and close my mouth. it shall be supper time! bri :))
“polish”? isn’t that in eastern Europe? oh, you mean clean? no wonder we can’t see out our windows! “A closed hand, must reach out It must open that fist, even if in doubt” ………………… Nice. I so enjoy good rhyming, which this has, but sometimes the effort [to rhyme consistently] interferes [I feel] with expressing the meaning(s) of the poem. but I’ll pass you on this one, THIS TIME! I was trying to think of your last name when I came across it in a comment you posted on a Kelly Kurt poem. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true, it's up to us all really. A warm heart always shares its radiance, thank you for sharing yours.