Window...

I look out my window

and yonder I see

The things that will come and the things that will be.

I peer out the glass pane

my vision is clear

the things I hold closely, the things I hold dear.

I spy from my safe place

my gaze is unknown

my heart grows so heavy from the weight of the stone.

I glimpse through the shades

obstructions have passed

life goes by so slowly and yet soars by so fast.

I seek to find meaning

through transparent debris

I find what's important; it always comes free.

I set my eyes on them

my family at play

The moment is fleeting, for long it won't stay.

My heart reaches outward

through clear glass before me

My self follows after to set itself free.

I no longer strain

to gain sight through the pane

It's all very clear now through sun speckled rain

My vision, my sight, so brilliant and bright

to care for my family, to follow the light

I've travelled my road, I've come to this place

I see the love streaming off everyone's face

The window may be here, it lets me see through

to capture what love is and feel it so true.