Closed Doors

Thank you

Thank you for closing the doors

that are not for me to walk through

thank you for going before me

and slaying all those dragons for me

I am feeling too weak

to push them open anyhow

go ahead and lock it with a bolt

if you must

because you know me

I won’t be able to resist

giving it a push

If I’m being honest

I just get bored waiting

what will I do instead?

I thought that would

make me happy

I thought it would

set me free

yet over and over again

I am brought in a way I don’t understand

or know

why can’t I go through the one

the others went through

they seem happy

I think

but you know

closed doors are good for me

because I don’t really know

deep down

what I want

need or

should do

So once again

I put my trust in you.

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Hi everyone,

I hope you’re all doing well. I decided to share this poem that I wrote in 2021 when I was in Portugal.

The poem came to my mind yesterday as I was sharing in a group about how I got inspired to write poems when writing on Medium.

I joined a creative workshop here in Dublin which has been a great way to connect with other artists to encourage and inspire one another.

The facilitator of the group got me talking about my writing and for some reason, I ended up talking about poetry.

This poem came to mind. It was a spontaneous prayer that took around two minutes to write.

When I published it along with my photo of one of the doors in Porto, I was surprised and pleased by the positive response.

Do you ever feel disappointed when doors close in your life or do you see the blessing in it?

Thanks for reading.

God bless,

Órla.

This poem was first published in Know Thyself Heal Thyself, a publication on Medium.