Knocked once,
On your closed door,
I hear no sound,
Complete silence,
Not even a breathing sound,
Wanted to knock once more,
But didn’t want to destroy the balance of your day,
I stepped back, head down, dejected,
Turned and walked away…
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Dakshi
The Wanderer's Thoughts... 
mmm… i would have knocked the door down, never mind the balance of the day 😉 xx
you are very talented.. love the short poems and the images go perfectly with…. Im jealous, always thought the image to help sell the story in the poem and you have captured that perfectly…
No No No. Keep knocking, you may be the balancing force He’s been waiting for. We can think for others with dire consequences.