The Three Doors

by Jemia de Blondeville   Feb 19, 2021

Wandering through a small forest
I came across an old gnarled tree
As i drew even closer
It had a doorway i could see
It was all wonky, and misshapen
My curiosity took control
As i pushed it wide open
It swallowed me whole
I was sucked into a world of cats
Some were flying, some sound asleep
And others were simply walking around
With purrings so very deep
Others gently brushed my legs
Guiding me like that
Leading me to another cat
Which was sat upon a mat
This cat then spoke to me
Saying "i purr therefore i Siam!"
For i was on an journey
To discover who i am
The talking cat flew away
And left me to my own devices
I was guided to a plain looking door
Behind which lay more surprises.
I then entered a new world
All black, and white, and grey
Walking along on a white footpath
With blackening trees all asway
I meet an elderly lady
Who speaks to me in grey
She told me to remember
not all is as it appears
She then turns into a wailing ghost
Then suddenly disappears
I wandered further, along this curious route
To see where it would lead
Just ahead, i saw a door
a door of shining gold indeed
i knocked three times on this one
As i felt not so bold
A voice came through, and said enter
I did, as i was told
And entered a wonderful palace
Where all was covered in a golden braid
Within i was greeted with much hype
By pixies, fairies, and love
All playing harps, and flutish pan pipes
And Titania, and Oberon, flew down from above
The King, and his beautiful queen
Both spoke to me together
You've three doors of love to enter yet
Or you'll lose your love forever
Just a simple choice you need to make
To find the one you adore
When you soon leave this world
You must walk through the right door
There was a flash of light
And i was in the same woods where i'd started
and came facing three doors, but did they mean the right door, or the door on the right?
by Jemia


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