The Door of Light
There is a magic door of light
on the surface of the universe,
a passage through to another
place, far lighter and far better.
The door is in every room inside,
and especially everywhere outside;
one needs only know to look to see
the passage to a brighter universe.
There is no fear there or gloom,
the sky is very blue, the light
is penetrating, as if the traveler,
also, is happily made of light.
Copyright © Barbara Cotter | Year Posted 2009
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