You Showed Me Many Doors
I Opened Them All
You Gave Me Many Paths
I Picked Them All
I Crossed Many Bridges
I Burnt A Few
I Had Many Hurts
I Gave No Excuses
You Showed Me The Gate
You Opened The Way
I Was Glad Not To Wait
I Walked Through That Gate
L. P.
Thoughts…
Things that are real are given and received in silence. --Meher Baba