Windows
All the windows are filled
Faces and places
Smiles and great opportunity
Colorful and happy
I see it all from my perch
Inside the big space
Unfinished
Refined
But completely empty
People pass through
They take a ticket at the door
Pass along
And then exit the other side
You can’t really live off the lift
The action just outside the window
Where everything seems so wonderful
And the sun always shines
No you have to live in your space
In real time
With tangible things
To touch and love
The windows will always be full
If the outlook is fine
But filling the empty room
That’s making it real