DOORS EVERYWHERE

By S. Y

When I was blind

I found not a door

Which led to Thee.

Thou has opened my eyes!

And now I find doors everywhere;

Thru the hearts of flowers.

Thru the voice of friendship.

Thru sweet remembrance

Of all lovely experiences.

Every gust of my prayer

Opens an unentered door

In the vast temple

Of Thy presence.

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