Doors

‘Enter and explore’ read the sign above Blake’s Hall. Sliding open the French doors I stepped inside where I was greeted by a row of coloured doors. Intrigued, I approached a green door, rested my hand on the knob and turned it slowly. Peeping in I glimpsed hope and harmony holding hands...then behind I espied two scary beasts, eyes gleaming with greed and envy. Hastily I closed the door and moved to the next, a red one. Its intensity drew me like a magnet, and unhesitatingly I opened it to reveal a room divided in two sections; in one, passion, love and desire lay in warm embrace... in the other, danger and malice lurked in the dim light. Unsure of myself, I walked on to the next, a yellow door. With renewed energy I stepped in to be met by joy’s cheerful countenance, but this soon was obscured by the unpleasant smell of sickness and foul decay. Again, another hasty exit which led me to a purple door. Inside I witnessed luxury; felt an aura of power, mystery... at the same time foreboding gloom, and frustration sent a shiver up my spine; uneasily I closed the door behind me. Perplexed, abandoning my curiosity, I headed for the exit. At that moment it dawned on me what Blake’s Hall stood for… It was a clear reference to ... the doors of perception. - - - - - - - - - - - - - © 31st March 2017