Dan-Cubed

I wander through a desolate place A plane of existence where no one lays I stay here in silence Nothing but me in this empty void I hate this place It's nothing but me I hate it so much But I can't escape it This empty space has trapped me here There is no door, no window, no hope I'm forever alone, forgotten No help, no thoughts But wait Is there light Was that a shadow Is someone there If there is will you see me Will you help me leave this place Take me somewhere safe I need to escape Pause a moment It was nothing I'm still alone I hate you Why world do you keep me here What is this torture Forever spiteful, hateful I'll destroy this

They open and shut like windows in a small enclosure. Curious about the world, they let in the light revealing different truths to different minds. Like the stained glass of cathedrals they express our stories when they radiate our warmth or sink beneath the shadows cast from the clouds hung above our heads. And when the light is gone, the day is done, they close the curtains and see the stars.