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Open the Door

You see my shining face. You speak my glorious name. Still you stand, firmly in place. You try to bypass me, Forging artificial keys. As the turtle wins the race! I have thrown you verse after verse, Wonder after wonder! Still you think the universe began From one great asunder! You act like there is no Beauty to behold anymore, I'm all that you need, I gave you the key, So open the door! Plug your ears when I call, Surrounding yourself with walls, Built upon your ignorance. I watch while you stumble On such slippery rubble. You ask not, my assistance! It is you yourself That made this world, black and bleak. I've created bridges, But you're the one with feet! You act like there is no Beauty to behold anymore, I'm all that you need, I gave you the key, So open the door! You left my shining home, And upon the Earth you roamed. Now just ahead is my gate. With great uncertainty, You come limply before me, Be blessed, for it's not too late! I've died a-midst a mocking crowd And came back from the grave. As I gave up my heavenly abode To show you the way! You act like there is no Beauty to behold anymore, I'm all that you need, I gave you the key, So open the door!

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Paul Callus

Date: 4/28/2020 1:01:00 PM

The Creator speaks calmly admonishing us in a gentle manner, reminding us that we think too much of ourselves while forgetting about His existence and all the gifts he bestowed on us. We have the key, but it's not being used...perhaps we are too proud to behave otherwise! ~ Regards // paul

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/29/2020 7:21:00 PM

Thanks for digging up my older poetry ... makes one feel important for one to take the trouble. Also ... for the insightful comment. You seemed to have understood this poem perfectly.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 2/21/2016 10:12:00 PM

"I've created bridges, But you're the one with feet!" oooh. Love that. For some, it is difficult to ask for help, to accept it and knowledge you need someone...it is hard to chip away the hard stoned surface. We all need help from time to time...I can feel the frustration in this awesome piece of yours. Excellent one! Always, Laura

Timothy Hicks
Date: 2/22/2016 2:55:00 PM

Thank you Laura for going back to my very early posts. You read poetry well ... thanks for sharing your thoughts and appreciation!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/22/2013 8:09:00 AM

Timothy, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the sous HOME PAGE.... always & forever *LINDA

Audrey Haick

Date: 4/11/2013 3:23:00 PM

Profound...so many times I imagine our Father with a broken heart watching and waiting on us to "see" with our spiritual eyes that "Love" came and lived amongst us to show us the way..the solution to all our woes..LOVE. I guess it is too simple, too childish for some to grasp. It is an honor to know you, Little One! Thanks for sharing your gift! Always, Annalise

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/12/2013 3:26:00 AM

Anna... you are far too kind. You cannot know how great it feels to have someone appreciate your work, as you do mine. I'm glad the meaning is apparent to you!

David Fisher

Date: 3/13/2013 6:13:00 AM

I enjoyed this poem. The point of view certainly gives it a sense of urgency and truth.

Timothy Hicks
Date: 3/13/2013 10:54:00 AM

Glad it was well received David!

Dinda Minardi

Date: 3/11/2013 2:45:00 AM

A very great write. Sometimes it is hard for someone to open the door again after painful event. This is where love is tested for its strength (im talking about human love not merely romance). Thanks for sharing this, Tim.

Timothy Hicks
Date: 3/11/2013 9:14:00 AM

I think it's great you can read this and see something different then what I was intending. That's the cool thing about poetry though... different minds, different perceptions...