Four Doors, Four Stories

Four doors,

All closed,

Locked.

All with stories to

Tell,

Inside.

One contains a waterfall, silent until I

Enter, if I choose

It. What tale does sparkling, falling water

Tell?

In another, red amaryllis abseils the walls.

A love story wrapped in deep floral

Red? Only if I unlock can I hear the petals

Speak.

Another contains a fir forest lighted by the

Moon. But only if I choose that door, will the

Light shine. Otherwise, darkness.

Should I open a darkened door?

In another room, Monarchs feast on

Milkweed.

If I choose that door, will I endanger

Them more?

If I open, I can hear stories.

Of their long journeys,

The perils they

Face.

Or should I let them

Be?

Keep their tales to themselves.

Remain unburdened by me.

A sometimes reckless

Human.

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I’ve been given four keys.

But told I can only unlock one.

What is the consequence of trying all

Four?

There will definitely be

One,

Or many.

Which room do I want more?

Water, beautiful flowers, forest or butterflies?

I cannot have all.

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