Omar Khayyam:
There was a door to which I found no key,
There was a veil past which I could not see,
Some talk awhile of me and thee there seemed,
And then, no more of me and thee.
Response:
There are many doors, locked, all around,
Many to which no key has been found,
I thought I could say: "Open Sesame",
But my voice has been stifled and so too my sound.
A Realization
I use to believe to the earth I am uniquely bound
until spiritually I realized I am so not of this said ground
for as the world through me I further and further streamed
my soul stood more firmly glowing lighter to be better unbound
you know who!..........so why type it?