Solitary Windows Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solitary windows peering into life, letting loose, thoughts
of the universe.

Thoughtfully praying behind closed doors, leading solitary
lives that have never lived before.

Standing, scattered over many horizons, wanton looks,
staring, despising the many telltale signs of strife and
struggle on earth.

Whatever cannot be told out loud remains hidden in a cloud
of rumored whisperings.

Many times over, the roads which everyone trod become
muddied with greed and sloth.

Where in this solitary roving can perfect beings be seen,
only through the windows of life can anything be sighted.