Through the window, between the curtains
I see the world around me,
From tiny grasses surrounding the fountain
To the sky seeking trees.
Through the window, I see the birds
Flying together in varying pattern
Between the clouds as white as curd
And the mighty blue sky like heaven’s ocean.
Through the window, i see the darkness
filled with dew and utter silence,
Them twinkling stars and their infinteness,
Is life possible without such existence.
I thank my window for showing such,
beautiful things with nature’s touch,
So, don’t search god in temple or church
It’s around us but I won’t tell much.