Behind each door, a world unseen,
A whisper soft, a muted scream.
Through every frame, a different dream,
A river flows, a silent stream.

Some doors lead to gardens bright,
Bathed in everlasting light.
Others hide in shadows’ might,
Concealing secrets out of sight.

Knock once, and fate may show,
A tale of joy, a tale of woe.
Each portal, a chance to grow,
In lands of sun, in lands of snow.

So open wide and step inside,
Let curiosity be your guide.
For every door, a world untied,
Where dreams and reality collide.