"The Door"

I am the One who rustles the leaves,
The door is open to whom believes.

I am the One who shakes the ground,
The door now visible which you found.

I am the One who burns through wood,
The door which forever stood.

I am the One who flows through streams,
The door you’ve only seen in dreams.

I am the One who holds the light,
The door starts glowing very bright.

I am the One who forms the skies,
The door was waiting for you to rise.

I am the One who shines down on you,
The door has spoken sweet words you knew.

I am the One who transcends time and space,
The door you feel is of pure grace.

I am the One who opens gateways,
The door so ever present in its ways.

I am the One who travels on,
The door like a pathway never gone.

I am the One who gives existence,
The door reminds you of love in its coexistence.

I am the One who loves every soul,
The door that provides remembrance of your goal.

I am the One who communicates with all,
The door always there on call.

I am the One,
The door for everyone.

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