From the High Window
From my window high, the rythmic clicking of ice droplets
Like rice falling on wood floor, clicking and hissing as it piles
Forming a coat of white glaze over every surface
Piling relentlessly, covering all it strikes with linen-like sheer
What was grey, now crystal white, what drab, now bright
All healing over from the grey and from the brown
Soothed, comforted, and clothed in regal white hue
Covering in purity and presented with all to He who is
Dreading the cold I look outward, but Im warmed,
Not by the heat inside but by what I clearly see
From the eyes of a child looking up at my window
Smiling in the fun of the moment, sliding in oversized boots
A scream of glee pierces the window from outside
A childlike laugh of unencumbered joy
Another slides on cardboard down the small drive
Spreading the simple joy of life below my window
How long has it been that I have waited
Waited for the joy to return as I wanted it to be
Waited for the pain to stop and the world to come to me
From my chair the world awaits me
Dare I venture out from the inside to the out
Dare I taste life myself again even for just a while
Dare I go outside my window to the world
And resume my quest for a simple smile
Lord give me the unbridled joy of childhood
Give me the gift of laughter to light up my life
Make me like the child in winter snowfall
Embraced by it and embracing it all
Help me to move beyond my window
From the locked inside to the open world
To sample and live out life in full glow
To embrace simple joy and let it cover all
With a coating of love like fresh fallen snow
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