Windows:
some are easy to glance through;
as transparent as air
and crystal clear as a winter's night.
The Soul:
protector of its memories and experiences;
hiding in a shroud of shadow
leaving a cloudy film surrounding the heart.
Window of the Soul:
some difficult and guarded;
changing with the light
like the swirl of color in stained glass.
As seasons pass through our aging youth, we smile
and hide our windows behind a wall of laughter.
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