Quiet thoughts behind a pane of sorrow and light.
The Reflection in the Rain
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| A close-up shot of a dusty windowpane, with a golden sunbeam shining through and making the tiny dust particles glow like stars. |
The Worn Surface
The windowpane is smudged and worn,
A place where many a day is born.
And on its surface, dust resides,
A million journeys it still hides.
A Simple, Careless Trace Focuses
A simple thing, a careless trace,
That fills a small and vacant space.
When the Light Streams In
But when the light begins to stream,
It turns that dust into a dream.
A thousand stars in one straight line,
A quiet, hopeful, clear design.
Beauty on Forgotten Ground
To show us beauty can be found,
On any, most forgotten ground.