Go and open the door
Maybe outside there’s
A tree, or a wood
A garden or a magic city
Go and open the door
Maybe a dog’s rummaging,
Maybe you’ll see a force
Or an eye
Or the picture
Of a picture
Go and open the door
If there’s a fog
It will clear
Go and open the door
Even if there’s only
The darkness ticking
Even if there’s only
The hollow wind
And if nothing is there
Go and open the door
At least there’ll be a draft.