windows

by walterdoege

windows brings light…autunm light…some kind of light…soft…tender…nestling my warm feelings…I go on…I testify my walk on the road…on the road…my soul and the world…my soul and my life…all is one?…the windows I open day or night with wisdom is a right way…a good way…some blue…great blue mood…then I play the blues…everything may be all right…in blues blue mood is the ground of hope and joy…blues…windows are this flash sight on me…on my life…I feel goodness when I open thw windows of my house and my hoem and my soul….loving is the only wisdom…knowledge is of some little help…case I feel joy as a vocation