Windows

From my window, life is the same.
Bu things keep changing, changing faster than it looks.
From my window I can see the light, the darkness.
I can hear the wind, the birds, the silence, anything...
From my window I can sense the energy, the weather.
I can tell what's happening out there, but never sure.
From my window I can feel my past, see my present,
But never my future.
From my window I can see angels flying, dancing,
Playing, wishing, praying...
From my window I can also see what's inside,
Because from my window I can see what I feel.
And I can show what I feel, because my window is wide open,
So, anyone can look inside.
But my window also has curtains,
So it can reminds me that I can close when necessary,
And reopen when needed.
But still, the window remains as an open book.
Full of stories, full of tales, full of dreams, full of life...
From my window I can see the universe.
From my window I believe in the universe.
Nothing and no one escapes the universal laws...
Because the Universe can se through Any window.


Heryck Almeida Santos
1 de Dezembro de 2011.