Edward, excellent use of window as metaphor to craft your quick but lasting story of mindfulness. The day will soon come when the poem inside of you will come to life ---that's when you never stop writing.
As you aptly suggest in your poem, a window is not just a window but a symbol that opens worlds upon worlds, particularly that world for you or me. Nicely conceived and executed. John
I like your ability to put all of the traits you mentioned above in one poem. You seem to forgot the most important window of all. The browser has become everyone's window on the world in the last 25 years, making many fantasies like you described in the poem come true.
In fact, I have a photo similar to the one you show above. Only the window is from a palatial castle, the woman is blonde, it's in color with fantastic light, and she is in the altogether. I will have to get that photo to you, so you can spruce up this poem with it. ;-)
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There are windows to your heart
And windows for control
And windows that show your flawless taste
And windows to your soul
But the window that I love the most
Is quietly out of sight
It’s the one you keep unlocked for me
So I can visit you each night.
Charlie
well said
Regis
and say this poem was great.
You made it crystal clear why windows,
are something to celebrate.
In fact, I have a photo similar to the one you show above. Only the window is from a palatial castle, the woman is blonde, it's in color with fantastic light, and she is in the altogether. I will have to get that photo to you, so you can spruce up this poem with it. ;-)
Ron