Poetry · prose · Spirituality · writing

Window. 

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. 

Here I am, friend. 

Look inside. 

My panes are transparent;

You may gaze upon my shadows

But don’t let them distract you

From my fearless light. 

I will scatter golden fractals 

Like sun-marbles

Into every shadowed corner of this place. 

Come in. Come in. 

        It’s nice to meet you. 

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