The window of life stood before my eyes.
What I saw I can not adequately describe.
It was all I could ever wish for.
An eye could ask never for a feast better.
So much hope the window brought.
Swept along with the cool draught.
Of happiness unlimited, and unknown.
Open doors making it welcome even more.
In my dreams I’ve seen, I confess,
The view that this window has presented.
My dreams are so vivid, so real, so lovely.
I do believe… staunchly, in their authenticity.
To see my wish come true, I don’t need a genie.
To see those waves lapping the shore is so genuine.
As are my dreams, and they will come to life.
The window of life is before me, so will the door be, ever alive.