We are crossing the veil. It is gossamer thin, yet we cannot bring any of our “stuff” with us because as we pass through everything of our old life just falls away and you are new.
You are the key
You are the lock
You are the door
You are the lock on the door
You are the unlocking of the lock
You are the opening of the door
You are the crossing of the threshold
You are the other side of the veil
The door has always been open
You have always been on the other side
Sharing is always appreciated.