The Door Into The Open

The door into the open where new morning is, and flowers among then into its dreamy bliss. And futures lie ahead in giving and taking, where past times bleed in each their efforts making. O life is so much this a future without a name, a morning of a kiss from a heart beats flame. The dreams stand never still they come and go to please, and some they will fulfill like green leafed trees. The door into the unseen is where no one can know, it is among and between where every future's go. Oh, life this is all our door we all open it to see, what each new step is for and where tomorrow shall be.