The Door
Jesus said: I Am The Door.
He said it in as many ways as could be said.
My friend Morty reckons
that the ‘door’ is just a metaphor:
"I mean why would we need a door anyway?
We would have to be stuck in a place
so deep inside of our ourselves
that we needed a way out."
Morty gave his trademark s..t-eating grin
as if solving an easily disproved theory.
I actually dreamed of walking through it,
but of course it was just a dream.
When I told Morty about it
he said he had had a dream as well.
that he also had gone through that door:
Morty claimed :
"I saw there were openings everywhere,
openings like blossoms of light
getting larger and larger,
and no doors."
Of course Morty is a wise-ass,
he likes to brag a lot
and tries to put one over on you
if he can.
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Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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