sexta-feira, 21 de novembro de 2008

Window

There is one in every room.
Or there should be.

Won't hang on every wall,
But only where there's something to frame/ outside.

What do you see?
Is it the gray sky?
Sad and dropping small portions of water?

I've heard... if you put your hands outside, 
Tears will take your sorrows.

It's closed now. Almost.

Sun shines into the room.
Can you see it drawing a tree's shadow?
Dancing around you.
Some told me dancing shadows would make you happy.

It's open, once more.
There are curtains.
Seems they are alive when moving with the wind.
You can fell it to.
It's written somewhere breeze can take you 
Where you want to go.

Do you ever fell like going outside?



















Um comentário:

Diana Assennato Botello disse...

I work all day long surrounded by windows. Sometimes I look around to see how's traffic, how's the weather, how's the polution... and once in a while I wonder: what could possibly happen if I just... go outside?

Beautiful post. Excelent english.
Keep writing!