Author Georgia Douglas Johnson Ope! ye everlasting doors, unto my soul's demand, I would go forward, fare beyond these dusty boulevards, Faint lights and fair allure me all insistently And I must stand within the halls resplendent, of my dreams. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments