Nov 17



Stained with rainbows

Etched in frost

Splashed with rain drops

Pressed with fingerprints–big and small

Some stand on their feet and reach to the ceiling

Others just a small circle of glass in a forgotten attic

Closed and cool as the snow falls

Wide-open and warm on sunny days

Protection against winds that howl and whistle

Shattering in sharp fragments with the thunk of a baseball

But all windows are here to illuminate. To not ignore the darkness, but scatter it with light. To allow us to peer out at the world and to allow the world to press it’s nose against the glass and watch us.

Stories are windows.

Stories illuminate life. Piercing through perceptions, igniting hidden dreams.

Stories tell us all that life was, and is, and can be, and is meant to be.

We need more windows in our houses and more stories in our world.

One Response to “Windows”

  • Suzanne Brown says:

    Amazing Linds I love it!

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