Opening the door

Psyche Opening the Door into Cupid's Garden, by John William Waterhouse (1904)
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The heat is getting on to me.

Been trying to open

My mind

With the usual key

Of solitude.

The lever turns

But the inside latch is on.

Never happened before.

Need help – the keys man cometh.

Open I must, it’s now or never.

I will be an outsider for eternity.

There is plenty of help

Coming without asking.

Try another key, they suggest.

It doesn’t work.

Nothing now remains but

to climb up, open the door

to the upper reaches and get in.

I can’t, but there is my Krishna to do it.

It’s so peaceful to be helpless!