Window / Ffenestr
Can I look through your window, please?
Can I sit with you, for a while?
Seasons change while landscapes remain unchanged.
I can no longer live
In my lonely window.
Breathing death,
As seasons change.
Can I look through your window, please?
Can I sit with you, for a while?
Malan, it would be a pleasure to have you sitting with me, looking through my window. The only problem is that, as the saying goes -‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder’ therefore we would both look at exactly the same scene but our interpretation could be totally different. Words can have exactly the same dual effect – depending on the speaker and the listener. Despite all of this, I do hope that by reading your wonderful words and digesting your deep, mindful thoughts and meanings, you and I are getting near to the point of making the same picture and, if I polish my window really well, the scenery shall be as perfect for you as it seems to be for me. Hasten the day!
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Words of wisdom Mary! xx
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Come share my window …… we can welcome the seasons together and embrace the permanency of the landscape.
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What a lovely response! xx
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