Secrets

The door is closed. I wonder why?
I knock on it — there's no reply.
I stand and think: what is behind?
An inner voice says: "never mind".

I leave the place and walk away.
The other voice wants me to stay.
I don’t know why and where it's from?
Who speaks to me, show me thy form!

I fall asleep and see a dream:
From heaven strikes a shining beam.
There will be doubt nevermore —
I know the secrets of the door.

   2015

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