A Door Called Potential

Have you ever passed that door called potential? Knowledgeable, but somehow unaware Wrapped in a shroud of darkness of how? Or who cares? Floundering, or refusing to even try; or Just ignorant and naive Like a child, holding onto a blanket of anxiety But, has that door now changed its colour? Or its mood? Could it now be called; Possibility? But! Still being afraid Perhaps behind that door You have become aware Of the quiet troubled Thoughts of; New beginnings, perhaps even success? Or imagine a silver garden, Waiting to be discovered But! Do you still turn its handle Apprehensively? Coughing with timidity Is that door now; maybe? I could try! Is there the sound of quiet, internal trumpets? Waking, enticing But! Does that door still, not give easily? Does it creak and groan Like a lost ship at sea Come on now! Surely it’s time for you; To push hard! To heave! And discover! Go on, give it a try! We have all hurriedly passed many doors – called Potential, possibility and hey maybe! And maybe we have failed Perhaps, there is a door in front of you Right now? So, isn’t it time to just go ahead, And turn the handle!