A world behind the window

A world behind the window

I always looked at the world from behind a window

often closed, sometimes opened

I never experienced the rain in my hair and the wind in my clothes

I never surrendered to the elements entirely

I never felt entirely in balance with the sea and the grass and the mountain and the path

 

 

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