Half-blinded windows with slats half set
seeking the light amidst darkness
Long shadows cast along the carpeted floor
reflects darkness upon darkness
How many windows have offered their view
as my life plays out through the pains
I know the shadows and the light distorted
I sought my life through that vista
Fling open the blinds and pull back the drapes!
The sun light reaches in and brightens the pane
Arise and take hold the sunbeam empowers
Never alone in solitude for hours
Now on to the door locked and stalwart
Protecting or holding back life
Open the portal that leads me to soul
Spirit is not stopped by entryways
Here I sit wrapped in my reality
The reality that I am always free

No matter where I be

Carol, 5/9/20

Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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6 thoughts on “Windows”

  1. Wow Carol! There’s so many different perspectives that can be taken from that. It can be quarantine and all things pandemic, which in and of itself is an entire story to be told … it could be physical pain, emotional pain, any number of life stresses. However, even if all combined, and there are so many possibilities, much of which I’ve been introduced to personally, we are inevitably free. It’s our lack of knowing this even in the darkest of hours that chains us – for even while in darkness we use our freedom to decide what we’ll do with it. ❤ ❤ ❤ Much love Carol, it's been a good long spell. Sending you love, light, blessings, and abundant safety and and peace. ❤ Kimberly

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    1. Hi, Kimberly! There are spells between my poetry. Not sure why, It feels filled with potential. This poem came, as you intuitively felt from looking out my window during social distancing and realizing that so often our lives are lead through those windows of perception. Love to you, dearheart!

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      1. I wish I could give you a big hug Carol. We go back a long, long way, from the beginning. We shared a lot at the start and it’s always stayed with me. I too am behind the windows, sometimes curtains drawn, other times rays of light shining through. Just as we’re all under the same moon and sun – I am with you dear Carol through this monumental event. ❤ Be mindful, be safe, be blessed, be at ease, be well and be happy and filled with gratitude that we have a place to be safe in. Sending you so much love my dear and very sweet old friend whom I watched start typing words and work so hard at learning the art of writing … eventually becoming a beautiful poet. Sending you so much love. ❤ Kimberly

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      2. 💗 ❌⭕❌⭕ Are you still following me sweetheart? Don’t lose touch honey, not only are you one of the TINY handful left who know how to read and/or feel what I’m saying in the way that I share it, but you’re also someone I care about and I wouldn’t want us to get misplaced from each other on our world. 💗💗💗

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