THE DOOR OF HOLINESS

I stand before the door of answers.
It's full of such light and power.
But I am here void of color,
and I am empty.
If I step through the door,
I will fill with color.
I want what's behind the door-
Life with the Master,
Being who I was meant to be,
Fulfilling my destiny.
But I am scared,
and only half willing,
unready to let go
of the poison I have fed off of
for so long.
I can barely stand in my
CONFLICTION and RESISTANCE.
Conviction overwhelms me,
Guilt takes over.
I hover before the door
In war between
two unforgiving, relentless powers.
I am only gray in fear,
indescision
and unwillingness.