Life Comes Through That Door Poem by Patti Masterman

Life Comes Through That Door



Life comes through that door,
When all is stilled and silent;
The angel's at the portal,
And breathing's grown too quiet.

Life and living back inside,
When thought was all remained,
And motion ceased most visibly-
And thought was almost pain.

Give thanks to doors that open,
To let the world back in-
Of wells, the minds the deepest
You'll ever fall within.

Saturday, February 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: thanks
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