Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Doors of the Past Part 2 of 4

More doors from my 2010 archives...
The Lockless Door
by Robert Frost
It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I though of the door
With no lock to lock.

I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.

But the knock came again.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.

Back over the sill
I bade a 'Come in'
To whatever the knock
At the door may have been.

So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.

Sad doors of the past!

"Life is full of doors that don’t open when you knock, equally spaced amid those that open when you don’t want them to."

~Roger Zelazny


Kris Dickinson said...

I love all the doors you've been posting.

Catherine said...

Love, love, LOVE these doors, Lyneen! So nice that you have captured their weathered souls for all of us to enjoy. They are beautiful!