Leavingsuburbia

A warm hand cupped cold metal, smooth and round. His mind wondered what lie beyond, was this the opening he had been waiting for? Turning the worn shiny knob, he peered inside with eyes wide open. A kaleidoscope of colors, images and words spilled through the crack of the doorway.  He thought for a moment, then uttered “no” it wasn't Christmas. Pausing with a tinge of sadness, could what he be sensing behind this  playful door be a mere illusion? Deepening the shadow of his brows, a slight smile washed across his face as he plunged inside. “Illusion or not, I’m here and surrounded by Magic”.