I saw the sun flee in the west,
And so I followed with my eyes
Like puppies chasing after it
As if somehow they'd reach the sky.
With eyes attached to the horizon
I'd wait, a faithful hound bereft
Of so much happiness I cherished,
And watch the place where it had left-
But once a door has closed in life
It seldom opens any more-
Though we are often blind to it
God brings us joy through different doors-
And once again, so foolishly,
My eyes are looking to the west,
But when the sunlight taps my shoulder,
I know God's answered my request.
A special thanks Benjamin Graber
for use of his poetry. You may contact
him or visit Finding The Secret.