The Open Door Poem by Peter LeBuhn

The Open Door



the open door
Many times clouded by our blind spot
we cannot see
the door never closes for it is our way of future opportunity

the rain may fall
we may stall
the door is open

walk through the door
questions are answered
life becomes clear
WHAT IS MY PURPOSE FOR BEING HERE?

Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: positiveness
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Peter LeBuhn

Peter LeBuhn

Silver Spring Maryland
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