Transparency

Transparency.

windows work both ways
can they see You through me?

I yearn to peer out
but sometimes I can't bring myself to open the shutters
can't pull back the drapes
there's too much that could be seen
last week's smudges were never wiped off
there's dust on the windowsill.

translucency...

there are days when life would be so much easier
with broken views from old shower doors
looking in from the outside
they know that I'm here
shape and movement
light and dark
I'll be myself
only diffused

one more try

for a moment all I see is wrinkled valance
tangled blinds
those same smudges

but there You are in the garden
tilling
sowing
watering
staking
pruning
reaping

I've forgotten how much I love to watch You work

we need just one thing:
company

the window might not be impressive
but because it's transparent
the view is
Divine