When I Stepped Outside My Door

when i stepped outside my door

i felt like there was so much more

to appreciate and adore.

i began to carve and shape the core

i vacuumed fear from every pore

even when i wasn’t sure

what would surrender to the floor.

when i stepped outside of my door

i saw colours I hadn’t seen before

met souls who reminded me

to be the diva on a dance floor.

when i stepped outside my door

i realised it wasn’t really my door

it was theirs,

all their agendas and affairs

i stepped into mine

where the sun and I would dine

soak our minds in non-alcoholic wine

and laughter tickling the moon and its shine

hearts aligned

in the veins of a dime

when i stepped into my door

i found the Divine.