Hello,

This piece is beyond an interesting struggle chapter in a Poet's notebook.

It is reality displayed in a classy fashion.

Who cannot relate to such piece?

Although not all minds can kick out contemplations with mild poetry flowin' aflow with the ebb'n'flow, with thoughts, ongoing pondering in a rhythmic fashion like yer noggin' has here, mental doors are like opinions - Everyone's got one.

Yeah, sure, my analogy is pretty lame, cliche goes without saying, but thing is, too many 'everyone's' have more than just one opinion, and doors are not delimited by such singularity neither.

But where do portals and assessments correlate?

Aye, at the threshold of introverted creativity.

Very cool poem, the depth and poetic grace yer've sliced and diced up here, has made this a fine read indeed.

Take care,

'Anna

There are things known
and there are things unknown,
and in between are the doors.

Jim Morrison