The Door That Decides
Set into the first wall,
this is no gate swung wide for anyone’s wandering hand.
It has weight,
a hinge that knows the difference
between arrival and intrusion.
Those who knock with care will hear the click—
a welcome shaped to their name.
Those who pound or pry will find
only the silence of their own echo.
It is built not of wood alone,
but of every choice we’ve made to let someone in
and every sharper one to keep them out.
Here, the threshold learns us.
And we cross it only together.