The Door
I stumble up
the stairway
to the harbor
of your heart.
The light within,
shining from the
window of your eyes,
draws me deeper.
Breathless and
trembling,
I tap at
the entrance.
Will you fling
wide the door
And sweep
me to your heart?
Bonnie Saul Wilks 
wonderful poem, heartfelt and sincere. Great pic too. What an inviting entry way.
Thanks for you kind words about my poem. And thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.
Bonnie
Rev 3;20 Behold I stand at the door and knock
Amrita,
Each of us stand knocking on God’s door, in need of mercy, love, and acceptance.
Nice to hear from you,
Bonnie