Standing by the window

gazing down on the school yard next door

I see the children frolicking

but not a sound floats up to me.

 

Standing by the window

looking at the trees out there

I watch the birds chirping

but not a sound floats across to me.

 

Standing by the window

I watch the Sunday crowd

enjoying the winter sun at noon

but the warmth of the sun escapes me.

 

The sun is now deep down in west

the birds are flying off to their nests

the children to their rooms have gone

that's when I realize what was wrong

 

Throughout the bright sunny day

while the children were at play in the yard

and the birds were singing all over the world

and people were basking in the warm sunshine

the window in my room had remained shut.

~Khwab~

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