Uncountable doors in this world.
By choice or by chance,
we have touched and opened the doors that emerged in front of us.
This and that sides of the doors.
Light and shadow within me. Many emotions swirl in me.

Would the world change if I opened the door?
Would I change when the world changes?
Never-ending world of imaginations
that infinite number of voices speak to me.

Meeting little dramas as situations rise,
I am the same person yet different from a second ago.
Maybe I don’t have to know all the answers.
Now again I knocked a new door.
I opened it and stepped forward.
I continue moving as I open the next doors.