Swinging Doors

To be engaged with zest, to instigate
Bold actions and creative paths,
To bring about expressions of surprise,
This is what I most admire.

What is the fuel that feeds the fire
Lighting up a corner of the sky?
How does one soul tap into the cosmos,
Spreading out to touch the lives of all?

Others stand back and perfect their craft;
The meteors among us hesitate no more.
They leave a track where nothing was before,
Opening minds as easily as swinging doors.

©2016 Michael Fraley

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