If I were an onyx black door,

I would show you,

the vast, empty underworld,

a deep, cold ocean crevasse,

or an obsidian mine thousands of feet below.

If I were an azure door,

I would take you,

to a parade of perfect peacocks,

a cave of sparkling sapphires,

or a deep sunken city.

If I were a lilac door,

I would teach you,

the way of one thousand warriors,

to have the power of a monarch,

or to have the magical touch of mystery.

If I were a crimson door,

I would stop you,

from entering a life of rage,

from longing for something you can never have,

or getting over courageous.

If I were a butter yellow door,

I would give you,

years of positivity and happiness to share,

gallons of honey glistening in the sun,

or daffodils swaying in the warm breeze.

If I were a pearl white door,

I would make you,

a small little snowman,

a cloud of wonder,

or a blessing of pure energy.