Doors to the next place

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Doors are magic, so routine

It's true, we've quite forgot

As stray thoughts start to coalesce

Our proof may have a shot

The only way to walk through walls,

The barriers of space,

Is through the voids that we create

Between here and that place

We blithely walk from room to room

Each one a different world

As we step from space to space,

How far have we been hurled

There are two sides to every plane

We think they're back to back

But I have come across some minds

That parse a different track

Please think about this if you will,

And not that I'm insane,

A tunnel is the space between

The two sides of a plane

A tunnel long or very short

It matters not at all

Its ends, each side, a transit plane

Attached by open hall

Now ponder my hypothesis, 

Each stable world a room

Without the magic portals there,

Would soon become our doom

But this is magic long in use,

Not special anymore

Except to those who study hard

The magic from before

Once sewing was a magic art

And healing much the same

Before the whole of mankind twigged

And routine became tame

So think about the walls you breach

When next you open doors

And think what worlds they separate

And what each world stores

Remember, each is so unique,

So different from the rest

And where you walk, this world or that

Just give it all your best

Richard Higley © Apr 2012

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