THE DOORWAY
Catkins dangle from the branch arching over the path
- the path I walked and talked, treaded, fought, surrendered to
and eventfully created
with each step taken
each choice made.
Catkins dangle from the branch arching over the path
fashioning a doorway to walk through
at this time of snowdrops,
white-hooded to keep clear
of fiercely blowing wind,
green tipped to foretell
of verdant life ahead.
Catkins dangle from the branch arching over the path
whose doorway leads to adventures unknown,
unique gifts to be given,
poems to be voiced,
love for sharing
would that I choose
the step
and go through the doorway.
Kaaren Whitney
Imbolc 2002
