There’s infinite worlds in this world of wonders,

In these wonder of worlds there are doors within doors,

Behind these doors are more to explore,

There’s a door in our heart that can pull us together or tear us apart,

Sometimes it gently opens other times it’s tightly shut,

Some are open yet others are locked,

Whichever we choose leads to the land of naught,

Spiraling out of control, lost in our thoughts,

There’s doors on the walls and some on the ceiling,

Some doors lead to more doors their extremely deceiving,

With millions to choose from there’s no time for thinking,

There’s doors to our feelings and some on the floor,

Some are pleasant and keep us chasing for more,

Others cut us up and leave behind the scars,

That take over our lives as we forget who we are,

There’s doors that lead to other’s and there’s some that lead to us,

There’s doors filled with tears and some that teach us to trust,

There’s doors that lead to healing and doors that turn our tears to rust,

With every choice we make and every breath we take,

Are doors we open sometimes early but most of the time too late,

Throughout our lives we build rooms that we create,

Constructed by the doors of horrors that to belong to the others that we hate,

The ones that were always there but never even loved us,

In the rooms of our house were invisible, in the rooms of the world where no one ever sees us,

Our doors are sealed tight locked away safely from the light,

Some doors have labels some remain a mystery,

Some rooms are silent and from some I can hear the screams,

They are behind doors of the past that I don’t want to see,

One door too alcoholic rage from the times my father beat me,

I walk through countless doors just a ghost of a memories dream,

Looking through keyholes trying to sneak a peek,

Of the the doors that shake and won’t let me sleep,

They are the rooms of my nightmares and the ones with secrets that I keep,

The doors to my childhood in the room where I weep,

With every door that’s filled with pain, is a door to a rainbow that follows the rain,

A door for every season with a reason for us the change,

To stay in a room full of doom or a door to a new age,

Where the past remain memories and the future’s full of dreams,

Yet the doorway to now leads to the rooms that shows us how to be,

Opening countless doors that lead to mysteries,

With limitless rooms full of our Destiny’s,

Doors doors and doors both near and far,

Whichever one we go through there we are,

Find the doors of the sages whose rooms whisper secrets of the ages,

In the doors between these words lies secrets within these rhymes,

Doors for peace, love and happiness,

Doors for chaos, hate and sadness,

We need a door the leads to both or there’d be no doors for either,

Yet somehow we still have doors for the believing nonbelievers,

To understand the doorway to wonderful,

You need to understand the room full of wonders,

For what is anything full of wonders, but the definition of the word wonderful,

All the doors in the universe has the potential to lead to the door of wonders,

That open the rooms of the spiritual and the prayerful,

For I believe that we should honor all the doors,

That can lead us to paradise for forever more!