Soul's Window

The window of my soul Opens to let in the pure love Of something I’ve never known. At first, the window is just cracked Letting in a gentle breeze of blessings Just enough to not close back. Then, I open the window a bit more, Which lets in the warmth of peace A feeling that I want to explore. Gradually, the window’s open halfway But debris of tribulations enter. These hardship are a small price to pay. Finally, I open the window fully, Which lets in the nature of holiness. This entity I embrace freely. Eternally, the window will be open To allow for the free flowing of love throughout A joy that will always be obtainable within -Brooke Alexandria