Knocking

If you close your door

to sit awhile

and plant ideas then

that’s okay by me.

If you close your door

to harvest thoughts,

discarding the weeds

of discontent then

that’s fine.

If you lock your door

As an interlude

to rest

from the business 

of the world

or even just to shut

out the noise

then that’s okay by me.

Because if you lock your door

I promise to knock

and wait quietly; that’s fine.

I’ll even knock again,

and yet again.

But please,

please remember that

you have the only key,

and locks grow rusty with time.

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