Windows of your soul
Windows to the Soul, a gaze so true,
A reflection of our deepest hue,
No control we have, yet we can see,
The depths of our being, wild and free.
In every pane, a mirrored view,
Of joys and sorrows, pure and new,
A kaleidoscope of light and shade,
As life unfolds in endless parade.
With each glance, a story's told,
Of hope and dreams, of love so bold,
And though we may not choose what's shown,
Our hearts are forever grown.
For in these windows, we find peace,
A sense of self, a world to cease,
From the chaos that we often face,
A place to rest, a gentle embrace.
So let us cherish these windows dear,
And through them, our souls hold near,
For they reveal the beauty within,
And bring us joy, until the end.
Copyright © Mintra Mankasingh | Year Posted 2023
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