When you knock

For admittance

At the end of a journey

But the doors remain closed

It does not matter

That the doors are lovely

That their colors are cheerful

That the facade of the building

Is pleasant to see

What matters

Is that the doors remain closed

No matter your work to arrive in this place

No matter if it is your door

And you have a key

So many doors remain closed

While the world likes to exclaim

Over just how nice they appear to be – Caroline A. Slee