The door

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The door I sat before.  The door that invited.  The door the bird flew through.  The door I knocked on.  The door which opened. The door I entered . The door that led to this place.  The door that began it all.  The door where the Spirit does enter in.  The door that holds all beauty and pain, all suffering and peace within.  The door where Love greets you at the threshold and carries you into the room beyond.   The door with freedom behind it.  The door that calls me on.