entrance to another world
crack it open
songs stream through the opening
throw it wide
sunlight treasure dusts your path
go through the door
look upon adventure
don’t look back
behind you is gone
your past is a closed book
keep walking
surprise in the garden
you are never alone
love grows here
its fresh scent opens your eyes
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment…
~Carl Sandburg
Didactic Poetry: A form of verse, the aim of which is to instruct the mind and improve morals. (information on forms gathered from Poetry Soup)
The painting: “Filoli Courtyard” is one of my mother’s paintings. It kept me sane this past winter.