A digital painting of a door window square with raindrops and a blurred outline of a human shape. Possible ghost.

©ESR 2003

Sit with me by this window

Stay a while, think for what you see before you know.

What do you see?

Glass and metal? Sharp shards?

Is than sunlight streaming

Or is it rain falling down the edge?

Is that all you, see?

Look closer,

I see a reflection

I see a portal to a different place

Gazing into a reflection I can see

Who I am and I see another

A person who sees me is a ghost

A window is just that, a gateway

A looking glass from which all things come

You see a window simply defined

Two views one Plane

You see who you are and what people see in you.


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