Key

It’s a noun, it’s a verb.  It can unlock doors, tone a vibration to your ear, offer respite in an ocean.  It’s the square upon which I can tap to express these words.  It’s an answer.

In my travels this winter I became interested in the literal keys I came across – the ones of metal with rings.

And I took note of the thresholds.  Doorways open, as well as closed.  Sometimes I was the one unlocking them.

I’ve been dreaming of an exhibit of the keys and doors I come across.

Here’s to the curiosity of doorways and the power of unlocking keys.