DOOR KNOB
You’re there. I’m here. A closed door stands between us…. Locked in or locked out?
What’s the difference? If this is like the last time,
and all the times before that, we’ll blame the other for closing the door between us. If this is like the last time, and all the other times before
and after that, we’ll blame the other for closing
the door between us. And we’ll blame the other
for being so closed - for being so stuck on being right. We really don’t remember who closed the door. What we remember is this: we’re both waiting for the other to be open, for the other to open up that d_ _ _ door and
invite each other on to the other side of that door - to twist that door knob and greet each other once again.
© Andy Costello Reflections 2014
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