Doorway

There is an
Open doorway
In my mind

Set in the sky
What’s on the
Otherside
Changes

Sometimes it’s a sunset
Sometimes a shimmering
Twinkling nebula
Sometimes it’s the past
Or it’s options

Sometimes it’s the future
Sometimes it’s nothing at all

Sometimes it’s
Just the next
Hour ahead
A portal to
A moment

Sometimes it looks
Far ahead
Sometimes
Inward instead

It all depends
On the state
Of my health

The doorway
Suspended
Perpetually
Transforming
Itself

Encouraging me
To strive to not regret
& instead to love
Myself

© Niliema Karkhanis


Authour’s note: poem 3 for a month of poetry. Playing with fantasy, multiverses, hope, imagination & portals.


Featured image by Alexander Ant from Unsplash


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