The door itself made no promises -
I had no choice,
I was there!
On the other side of the door, there
was a stillness.
Commanding, protective,
not easy to negotiate.
Same door, new lock
But everything was vague and out of reach,
out of focus.
I went into myself.
Another invisible threshold beckoned,
snatched by an expanse of confusion.
Distrusting, I diverted my eyes.
Another invisible threshold beckoned,
same door, new lock.