Blue door.
Black door.
Red door.
White door.
Open door.
One for sorrow.
One for mystery.
One for thrill.
One for pain.
One for now.
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Doors
There are no doors in
Or to nature. Life opens
Wide in or to life.
[Disposable Haiku August 4, 2012]
Dr. Mike
PS--I LOVE THIS PHOTOGRAPH!
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