The Door Without a Key
They ask me why I do not fit,359Please respect copyright.PENANASBibRKmRPH
why every mold, I seem to split.359Please respect copyright.PENANAe0mZUA1XdI
Why when they turn, they see me fade,359Please respect copyright.PENANATUBrrPhmcX
a shadow cast, a ghost remade.
Yet I am more than locked-up doors,359Please respect copyright.PENANAlqvOKrZEqG
than measured steps on even floors.359Please respect copyright.PENANAJBYY72jf9p
I am the space between the keys,359Please respect copyright.PENANAoWOyvGnB96
the breath of wind that bends the trees.
For some are made to shape, to stay,359Please respect copyright.PENANAOeWd7mpMtf
to walk the paths all paved in grey.359Please respect copyright.PENANA5Bf0VArKnC
But I was born where none may be—359Please respect copyright.PENANALQNFz2FZsz
a door that needs no lock, no key.


