Looking through the window pane of my soul
My heart yearns for a love once sound
My thoughts are surrounded by images of terror
And my essence of my being is in question
Looking through the window pane of my life
I see tragedy haunting me with vengeance
A shadowy figure in the corner taunts me
And my dreams lye shattered on the floor
Looking through the window pane of my dreams
I see sharp shards ripping my wishes into pieces
A single ray of sunshine filtered by the darkness of doubt
An unwillingness to let go of the past
Looking through the window pane of my hopes
I see a series of unfortunate road blocks
One twist after another
But a sign near the end of the road that reads
In your self may you find redemption
In yourself May you find peace
In yourself may you find Life
In Yourself May you find yourself
March 12, 2007
©-Ted E. Brown II