The Letters - (#7) In The Clear

There was nothing. There is nothing. Then, there is the hand. There was nowhere. There is nowhere. Then, there is the door. The hand and door converge. The hand and the door are one. The hand and door are all. They watch me. They feed me. They teach me. I pray. They answer. I am alive with the hand and the door. It was all I knew. It was all I know. It is all I knew. It is all I know.