For a long time, I was staring after I opened the door ...
When I eventually stepped forward outside of the door,
There were consecutive doors spreading into the distance.
However... the nature of the door was constantly changing.
The door like a heavy stone ...
Becomes a wooden door next,
Then becomes a bunch of grass,
And becomes a fabric, and a wind later on ...
Changing to a lighter and lighter door,
As if the beautiful scenery is getting clear.
We are told that we are "Free"