and so our lives are like hallways
along which we are invited to travel
in journeys sometimes in light
and other times in darkness
all offered to us as a gift
if we but take the first steps
and move through the journey
with doors and windows
on many sides
some open and giving us light and air
others closed allowing us to gently push
them open them with only the slightest effort
some closed and barred; not ready
or willing to be opened and for those
we lightly touch them and move on to
other closed portals and only lacking a key
which our brothers can offer us if
we but only ask
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