The Door

by Marites Avisado-Responte

Siargao Island

Photo by Dupz Ravelo

The Door

Will it open by itself?
Without pushing each side
Or turning each knob?
Two worlds are disconnected
divided by a piece of wood
Or by our mute countenance
Refusing to break the silence
I, outside, waiting
You, inside, expecting
I start to knock, will you be there?
I have decided to leave, will you
open it for me?

“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon’s verge.” ~Lord Byron

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