The House of Poets -

Window Dreams

Gazing endlessly through the windowpane
pondering upon reflective rain drop
caught in the light, mirrors the minds reflection
the mind lingers outside of time and space
eyes that seem blind yet see so deep inside
a voice speaks from somewhere so deep inside
yet there seems to be not a single sound
the mind wanders among the stars above
and forever the soul stirs restlessly
for every answer comes a new question
death and life dance as two fireflies
hovering in dreaming oblivion
soaring high into the heavens above
all while sitting upon the window sill.