Largest Door; Smallest Room

Ordinary faces not profound.

In ordinary places all around.

Gaze to your left.

Now to your right.

Ordinary face?

Yes, veritably.

Not another glance, not a second thought.

Simply more ordinary face to surround the ordinary places we are bound.

An open door, an ordinary door.

Hath an ordinary face pressed against its small piece of glass.

So many; many, many faces and places to see.

All so very ordinary, how can that be?

Maybe one day you'll reach an extraordinary place and all of the ordinary places make it oh so more extraordinary.

Maybe you'll open an extraordinary door and find all the extraordinary faces behind a huge beautiful glass.

And when will you realize;

that the extraordinary places were the places you've been the whole time

that the extraordinary faces are the ones you've been seeing all along?

J.