The chill lies ahead
The warmth goes on unfelt
Skies above picture the dark and it’s amusing, yet somewhat confusing.
Outside this window life blossoms
In colors of white, grey and black,
But what happens inside is unknown;
From outside not much can be seen, or shown.
Is there life, inside? Is there color?
Where you stand you cannot tell, you're unsure
Because bad weather is covering the view
There's life inside, it's true
Suddenly it’s raining; and there's thunder...
In a flash of light you are able to see
Someone gazing with fear and wander
Such passion in one look, yet also despair...
How do you feel now, is it fair?
Yes, turn around and carry on because you're scared
To see through that window is hard with care
But there's life inside; I swear.