window
sight
what
is
seen
what
can
be
seen
nothing
if facing
a brick
wall
in narrow
alley
nothing
if curtain
closed
no light
nothing
if eyes
eyes closed
in sleep no sight
the question is
who will wake
to walk or rush
who is open
to pause
to
consider
to
appreciate
a sea
of possibilities
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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