I knock three times,
yes,
it’s 28-5.
It seems I’ve got
that right, yet
there’s never an answer,
and I wonder
what might be the matter.

I pace
and think,
and think and pace,
clearing my mind
of all those escapes, and
preconceived ideas
of what I’m missing, while
staying present
to the glow that’s forth giving.

And, just then,
I hear someone
from behind the door,
calling someone
from beyond
the shore.

And yet,
no one’s there,
and I wonder
about all that’s fair,

as our

hearts
mingle in a dance
of inquiry,
hidden from view
behind
a barricade
of life’s fullest and most
interesting mysteries.

In response to the WDYS #81 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

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