By the Window, I See You

There’s a place I stand, by the window’s light,

Where every breath resurrects feelings, taking flight.

In the view beyond, I see more than skies—

I see stories of love woven in time's quiet sighs.

The station, a theater for life’s farewells,

Tender kisses, tears that speak what words can’t tell.

Embraces linger, and goodbyes cut deep,

Yet smiles emerge, where shadows creep.

From youth to age, the station reveals,

Love that fades, and love that heals.

A canvas painted with all that’s true,

Beginnings and endings, both born anew.

The sky above, endless, whispers your name,

In its vastness, I find my soul aflame.

I listen close, to the heart’s soft plea,

And in that silence, I find me.

It’s here, my love, you cross my mind,

In this space, love is pure and kind.

In this window’s gaze, I find my truth,

A quiet place, where I still find you.