the search goes on to open the door

there is a lock on a door,
one very peculiar to me, 

no one has ever been able to open it,
never been able to find the right key,

there is thought to be some beauty inside,
something special for the one who lets it be,

yet the door remains mysterious,
to those who try to see,

it is said that the one who locked the door,
did so unintentionally,

I often try to look inside,
to gain some clarity,

once I thought the key was found,
one who tried very faithfully,

but the search goes on to open the door,
that will let my heart go free.