A Wall-less Door

I find tetrameter so much easier than pentameter, for some reason. Reading Alice in Wonderland and a book on the effect of consciousness on quantum mechanics got me thinking about choices.

Walking along the darkened shore

on a night not so unlike this,

he came upon a wall-less door--

strange portal, difficult to miss.

Standing bare beneath starry sky,

alone among the whispering reeds

it beckoned him that choice was nigh--

time for considered thoughts and deeds.

“I like my life; I want to stay

but how can I know what to do,

another chance mayn't pass my way”--

so promptly split himself in two.

One to go, one here to remain:

leaving no choice, regret, or pain,

never wondering of Something More,

his second self stepped through the door.

Author's Note

Is the image clear?