Doors

I stood aside... Holding a door Not knowing what is was all for So many people passed through... In a blur of speed I couldn't count them too When the world moved on I was left holding the door I stood aside, as it flowed past, as it flowed fast The speed I saw The moon and stars, sucked through the open door Pulled in, swished through like a magicians' cape All I could do... Stand and gape I looked inside.... Peeped around the door I was astounded at what I saw! New worlds, evolving New galaxies, revolving I held an open door For, billions of stars People too Why? What was it all for? What would happen if I closed the door? I dare not! There seems purpose in this A stream of consciousness I must learn more When is door not a door? When you stand holding it, wondering what it is for In a world passing by... In a blur of speed Some, stop and learn They can but try, To stop a world , turn by turn The people holding the door, stop and think Watching worlds and people sink They understand that , what passes through... Is not always right Not always true Doors..... When it was my time to learn I stood aside I held one for a while When it was my turn... I let go... With a brave smile... I let it slide... Walked on through, to the other side!