I have no time for mirrors

I have no time for mirrors

They teach me nothing

I didn’t know already.

Hold them up and they do little

But reflect an idea we have of ourselves

The nature of the world

Turned around.

A door,

However,

Is a challenge

Much like a book

An unasked question,

An entry into the future

The potential for surprise.

A moment of surrender

As the leaves fall open

To reveal

A page full of new thoughts,

Boldly spoken prose,

Flowing effortlessly from beginning to end.

A door is more than a window

Brimming with promise

Charged with possibility,

Bigger than a question

More exciting than an answer.

Leave it closed

And we will never know

What lies on the other side

Wherever it may lead

How in the act of stepping through

We can be transported

Into another realm

An enchantment

Of hope and likelihood.

The probability of danger

And its potential for growth

As rewarding

A factor

As the development

Of imagination,

Emotional intelligence

And the impact

Of experience