Doors

Could you see behind the obstruction, a flat and wide obstruction, which was a door, I nudged it and saw more, what I saw interested me a little more, I walked ahead the space and there was another door, in curiosity I nudged it ajar, what I saw shone better for my stars, I roamed that space again, till I began getting insane, and soon enough saw another door, I pushed it open, and there was the sight I was pining for, all of a sudden, I liked it so good that I decided to stay, I was also tired of opening and pushing doors, I loved the people and things, that lay inside that door, it was my lifetime, that I spent behind that door, quite unmindful, that there was more, and more and not yet shore.