Window

A prayer said for the window

Look out a while into the night   

Beyond the artists and flutes caging wine 

The bleeding white and the smirking ermine

A smaller measure of ‘all that’ 

A dainty hand on a shiver sat   

And the cracks on the outside wall 

The grey flecks and spatters recall 

A minute passes a passer by 

That an eternity among us may die   

And the window looks out on 

Two worlds that may never meet 

A life is a barrier, not a bridge 

And we still need a point of view...  

Fear, hope, disdain and a tear.