Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Gazing Out the Window

I gaze beyond the window,
And wander who am I.
I'm in a sudden daze,
And don't know why.
I wonder where I am.
If I can,
Do anything and everything.
A breeze blows,
From my closed windows,
While I wander how.
I feel my house grow cold.
My years have passed me by,
And am getting very old.
I have lived my life,
Free of sorrow.
A bright light flashes before me,
Striking me blind.
I see my life flash before my eyes.
Then,
I am floating in the white.

I realize this must be Heaven,
But then I'm back to where I started.....
Gazing out the window.

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