Open Doors

Today I walked.  Tired, but

oh how I do miss that.

The wind blew everything off

the face of the earth yesterday

so everyone was out today-

hot and calm.

I have a lot of food prep to do

so today I caught up.

Never telling when a door

will swing open–and

you’re invited in–almost

sucked in–against your

will–before you even

have a chance to think

about it–as if by habit

–you know it will be

good–possibly, still, a lot

of work–but worth it.

That door could close

and you’d be finding

other ones, somehow

continuing on a

productive path

just the same.

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