The sun shining through a crack in the door
The smell of coffee and an awakened soul
How does one get to be so comfortable
Worrying about only the light they show
To be seen and heard over the floorboards
Reconsidering the entire flow of the world
Looking back at all the locked doors
Knowing each one’s purpose and what it holds
Realizing they were meant to see things unfold
To only be the bearer of keys in all scenarios
A locksmith helping others get through their growth
It’s a wonderful and beautiful thing being free
Just ask the questions you seek, and find your keys