I sit at the window and watch…
the freshness of life stirs my heart…
alive and exciting…
new and growing…
I sit at the window and watch…
sunlight calls to me…
wanting to draw me out…
but can I withstand the heat I know exists out there…?
I sit at the window and watch…
a red leaf falls…
I am grateful to be here to see…
the autumn beauty undressing again…
I sit at the window and watch…
white landscapes forbid me to go out beyond the window…
the cold of the lateness of life…
she beckons my soul onward…
I sit at the window and watch…
life…
that is ready to be birthed…
will I join it?
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