a door never closes all the way

sometimes i just wonder when the wind

will blow and what arrives and the sky

opens wide open and who is gonna carry

the angels speak to the door

and when you grasp the merits and fruits of that

moment will it make you better or stronger?

can you reclaim what you thought you saw

ever again?

many a moon shadows over you and where

are the sights in the stars gonna me and Be?