The Door

We awoke before the first ray of light shone in the sky.
We were impossibly punctual but surprisingly patient.
We waited for the door to our destiny to open.
And sat in silence, just the two of us
Uncertain of whether or not the door would ever even open.
Yet we still waited, biding our time with writing and television
And we both knew that one day, that door would open.

An unlikely partitioner lends his hand but
This is not the way we were expected to open the door.
Regardless, we are here now, thanks to him.
Our dreams have been realized.
Our goals have been attained,
And our purpose has been fulfilled.

We have become the best that we could possibly be,

But what do we do now?

-Marcelles D. Raynes, December 4, 2015