The Door

In this world, there are many paths and gates,

And there are many ways and windows,

And most choose the wide and broad ones.

They ultimately lead to doom and fate,

But, there is one path and gate that is narrow,

It is the way that is rarely taken by anyone.

 

Sure, you know about the windows.

The windows are how you can have contact.

You also know about the vehicle.

The vehicle is how you can interact.

But, you don’t know about the door.

The door is what leads you to the other shore.

 

May it be in life or during death,

From the first to the last breath,

The windows are as open as they obscure.

Phenomena may pass through the glass,

As long as the struggling soul is not pure,

The door is shut and it may not pass.