When None Opened

When all the doors were closed I never stopped living my life But I made friends with the cold winter Which embraced my once burning heart desire I was so fortunate to rub shoulders with gully winds That made sweet sounds to my bruised sharp ears. When complaining caused no pain to my wrinkle skin The joy of the stars lights my dark side life. I never stopped living but kept pace with torrent rains The rain drops cleansed my opened sores with hope In the times of gossips I seek for good stones that will never break any bone. Still when the doors could not open I wandered like a dark horse I knocked to the moon that looked shy with its bear beauty surrendered to me. I finally found comfort to the rising sun which released the trapped dew The sun presented me with gold glowing so bright that I turned blind for minutes. When all doors opened mine was earth and everything on it.