Windows of the World


@1992 James Gilbert
When mother told me I would see the windows of the world,
She didn't tell me what I'd see.
What I'd find when I looked inside
Was all a mystery.

Still bravely I walked to the casement,
And slowly raised the shade,
But quick as a flash I ran from the sash
For I was quite afraid.

Then I rallied up my courage,
And I peered out once more,
And though I shook I stayed to look,
Yet nothing's scared me more.

I stared out through the crystal pane,
And tears streamed down my cheeks,
For it hurt inside so hard I cried,
Though I couldn't move or speak.

Then a maiden sat before me,
Dressed in black and silver robes,
My tears had flowed but now were slowed,
As the maiden rose.

"Why are you afraid?" she asked,
"Why do you feel this pain?"
"I don't understand," she said waving her hand,
"Why truth's so hard to attain".

Then she took me by the hand,
And pulled me close to her,
And as we embraced she wiped my face,
And sent my fears to earth.

And then the window shattered,
And the maiden, she was gone.
But her memory is still with me,
And her message lingers on.

No more terror sleeps in me,
I will not cry, no fears will stay.
I have no more fears and I shed no more tears,
I am stronger, stronger than yesterday.



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