Every Door Poem by Patti Masterman

You the epicenter
You the contagion;
Immovable force
Of this war that's raging.

You the divinity
You the miracle,
Of brilliant suns
Most distinctly spherical.

You the perihelion
You the axis,
You the administering
Prophylaxis.

Take my heart;
Take it all for free-
No use to reclaim things
Kept selfishly.

Take my hand and we will go
In step to the nearest shore-
Where together, single hand
We will open every door..