There’s a door in a chamber of my soul
That is filled with great delight
Each time the door is opened
It lets my heart take flight
Once aloft, it is hard to catch
It stays on all the heights
When I try to reign it back
It turns into a fight
Soon I am walking into things
Engulfed in time alight
They say to clip its wings
But it’s such a wondrous sight
I don’t literally have the heart to
It’s such a pleasant plight
When the day is ending
I give my heart a warm goodnight.
Plight
The Rational Element 