Open your mouth to say what?
These days people speak, I speak, too often only to self
Open your ears to hear what?
Indistinct words, lies or a reputation being trashed
Open your eyes to see what?
Flesh lifted on high, daily to be devoured
Open your mind to understand what?
Crashing stocks, life through the lens, the crying of the war torn, died too soon
Open your heart to feel what?
Emptiness that whirls you in its arms in an endless dance
Open your closed door to what?
The entrance of sorrow
Like candles flickering in a remote outpost
We give light only to our imaginations
But sometimes when it is very quiet
You can hear a whisper from the mountain's edge
Open only once - to speak, to hear, to see, to understand, to feel
The other side of fear; which is faith