Closed Doors - Sonnet

Closed doors of the times from the within That each aspect is turning and giving Oceans of deep in its waves and spin Opportunities in days of living Flowing ongoing of everyone's fate's realm Where their roads cross the ways of new context The forces or numbers that overwhelm Puzzled doubt of its uncertainty perplexed Breast against thorns that always are hurting Suffering pain of its sorrowing bring The grieves and the troubles comforting When hours in loneliness gray mornings sing The blossoms of clouds darkish coexistence When friction of ways turn their contrivance