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The Lighted Window

 A lighted window floats through the night 
like a piece of paper in the wind.

 I want to see into it. I want to climb 
through into its lighted room.

 As I reach for it it slips through the 
trees. As I chase it it rolls and tumbles 
into the air and skitters on through the 
night . . .






Book: Reflection on the Important Things