Wednesday, March 4, 2009

doorways



Life is a series of pathways and doorways.

The doorway to life is always open;
with welcoming arms she calls you in.
Some doors are large and some are small,
but no matter the size they have one thing in common.

To let you in to a room or a garden,
a new slant on life that's sure to be different.
A door to a church where we go to pray,
a door to a heart where we long to stay.

Red doors or brown doors,
tin ones or wooden,
some with bars and padlocks
to form a prison.

I remember a door in a small town in Cornwall with a porch made of wood,
surrounded by creepers, so quaint, so welcoming, so olde world charming.
A door to a cottage built long long ago.

Doorways to pubs and doorways to schools;
No matter our age,
our gender or colour,
we all go through doors on our way to our goals.

We have to enter new doors each fresh day to take us forever onwards;
To open new chapters in life's endless search for avenues of learning.

Doors by Tricia McGill, Australia

~photo - vintage doors, Railroad Street, Royston, Georgia, 4 February, 2009


1 comment:

june said...

Great shot...love old architecture, especially doors!