stop knocking at locked doors (audio 3:28)

i no longer need to knock at locked doors
they hold nothing for me now
and the scars on my once-bandaged and bloodied hands
have healed nicely
(thanks for asking)

i walk with honor through arched openings,
into the waiting arms of gracious invitations i stride
smiles greet me, borne aloft by the weightlessness of opening hearts
what took you so long?
(the universal echo seeks no answer)

i’m done working, striving, hoping, wishing
waiting to be shown the unmistakable revelation
i held hands with a small angel today
tasted heaven on my tongue,
a gentleman lightly grazed my shoulder
(his humanity nearly brought me to my knees)

i no longer need to be an A-student
in the classroom of life
it is now enough to live life for its own sake
to embrace beauty absent the trappings
of humdrum interpretation,
open my mouth so that infusions of truth and wisdom
might slip out
undressed, unannounced
(their unimportance flashed nakedly on the sky)

you need no longer be blinded
by veils blocking your way
look again! an evaporative splendor
passes before your eyes
(what’s behind it matters little)
the point is you can see everything
you have resisted seeing before,
the limitless landscape will whisk your breath
from your body
and in a scant moment will return it
with a radiance you once believed
was intended for others, not you

your lessons are not mine
though each of us carries overlapping intention,
souls linked in a Venn diagram of divinity,
hungering to awaken
to step up and hit our marks
with a footfall of impeccability
and grace’s whisper licking at our ears

if you do not see the locked doors
crumbling about, gates lying akimbo
you might choose to look differently,
leave your fear in the corner and step on through

knocking at locked doors holds nothing for you now
settling for so little so long
is so yesterday