This Window Sees No Light




This window sees the light. From afar. But sometimes this window denies the privilege he possessed, the total joy of having the chance to see the trees outside grow, to see the wind blows hard and the resistance of staying put.

Or maybe the birds that fly by in front of him.

All these things could carve a cute smiley face on me, but you window, sulking for not having the chance to move. To see other things.

I learnt a lot from you. The lesson of life. How to accept something that has been written, though how hard you try to change it.

Sometimes, I came across that this is a sin we had committed. For thinking hard why our life to be like this. But, through times, this is maybe not. Maybe we are human. Or maybe because you can't think because you are nothing but a window.

Maybe I have to make myself think that this is what I have to do, since the day I was born.

Or since yesterday, the day the light has shrunken and dimmed and now gone.

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