Timothy Hicks Poet Lyric

Open the Door

You see my shining face.
You speak my glorious name.
Still you stand, firmly in place.

You try to bypass me,
Forging artificial keys.
As the turtle wins the race!

I have thrown you verse after verse,
Wonder after wonder!
Still you think the universe began
From one great asunder!
You act like there is no
Beauty to behold anymore,
I'm all that you need,
I gave you the key,
So open the door!

Plug your ears when I call,
Surrounding yourself with walls,
Built upon your ignorance.

I watch while you stumble
On such slippery rubble.
You ask not, my assistance!

It is you yourself
That made this world, black and bleak.
I've created bridges,
But you're the one with feet!
You act like there is no
Beauty to behold anymore,
I'm all that you need,
I gave you the key,
So open the door!

You left my shining home,
And upon the Earth you roamed.
Now just ahead is my gate.

With great uncertainty,
You come limply before me,
Be blessed, for it's not too late!

I've died a-midst a mocking crowd
And came back from the grave.
As I gave up my heavenly abode
To show you the way!
You act like there is no
Beauty to behold anymore,
I'm all that you need,
I gave you the key,
So open the door!

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Paul Callus April 28, 2020 at 1:01 PM The Creator speaks calmly admonishing us in a gentle manner, reminding us that we think too much of ourselves while forgetting about His existence and all the gifts he bestowed on us. We have the key, but it's not being used...perhaps we are too proud to behave otherwise! ~ Regards // paul Timothy Hicks April 29, 2020 at 7:21 PM Thanks for digging up my older poetry ... makes one feel important for one to take the trouble. Also ... for the insightful comment. You seemed to have understood this poem perfectly.

Laura Breidenthal February 21, 2016 at 10:12 PM "I've created bridges, But you're the one with feet!" oooh. Love that. For some, it is difficult to ask for help, to accept it and knowledge you need someone...it is hard to chip away the hard stoned surface. We all need help from time to time...I can feel the frustration in this awesome piece of yours. Excellent one! Always, Laura Timothy Hicks February 22, 2016 at 2:55 PM Thank you Laura for going back to my very early posts. You read poetry well ... thanks for sharing your thoughts and appreciation!

Poet Destroyer A September 22, 2013 at 8:09 AM Timothy, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the sous HOME PAGE.... always & forever *LINDA

Audrey Haick April 11, 2013 at 3:23 PM Profound...so many times I imagine our Father with a broken heart watching and waiting on us to "see" with our spiritual eyes that "Love" came and lived amongst us to show us the way..the solution to all our woes..LOVE. I guess it is too simple, too childish for some to grasp. It is an honor to know you, Little One! Thanks for sharing your gift! Always, Annalise Timothy Hicks April 12, 2013 at 3:26 AM Anna... you are far too kind. You cannot know how great it feels to have someone appreciate your work, as you do mine. I'm glad the meaning is apparent to you!

David Fisher March 13, 2013 at 6:13 AM I enjoyed this poem. The point of view certainly gives it a sense of urgency and truth. Timothy Hicks March 13, 2013 at 10:54 AM Glad it was well received David!

Dinda Minardi March 11, 2013 at 2:45 AM A very great write. Sometimes it is hard for someone to open the door again after painful event. This is where love is tested for its strength (im talking about human love not merely romance). Thanks for sharing this, Tim. Timothy Hicks March 11, 2013 at 9:14 AM I think it's great you can read this and see something different then what I was intending. That's the cool thing about poetry though... different minds, different perceptions...