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March 28, 2000
All Poetry

OPPORTUNITIES

There’s a knock at the door.

The universe in all its splendor, glory and darkness.

From nowhere a question is asked.

ARE YOU WORTH IT?

I answer. Yes

Then, blip, nothing.

Just sunlight falling on the front lawn.

Weeks, months pass and there it is again. That funny sounding knock. I open the door. The question is asked again.

ARE YOU WORTH IT?

YES I say, with more confection. The universe hangs for a second. IF there were eyes I would almost swear someone or something was checking me out. Then as fast as it showed up, it was gone. Days pass by. I feel anxious, nervous, Afraid. This time I can sense it, a couple more days.

OH GOD, BLACKNESS! UNKNOWN!

There it is. Body shaking. I know what is asked. I gather my strength, open the door and before any question is asked.

I dive headfirst into the blackness of uncertainty.

If ever there was a jester on my part of any faith its now.

Falling into the universe, I expand instead of contracting.

Falling or floating?

I await.

For the universe to answer my question.

Will you catch me?

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