Wandering back to a time
when windows were portals for dreaming....
huge classroom windows were always
more interesting than maths....
I was, still am....
Bohemian Twilight
Susan Piver
Namaste
huge classroom windows were always
more interesting than maths....
I was, still am....
Bohemian Twilight
Susan Piver
Namaste
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oh, sue,
i just woke up
from a dream
where i was peering out
of the attic window
of a house
i lived in long ago...
{{ trying to cypher
the meaning
now }}
always B the dreamer,
i say...
but
i would say this,
wouldn't i?
"when windows were portals for dreaming"
perhaps that's what i hope to find when i peek out and feel swept up in something sweet.
we need more dreamers.
I love windows. I was always looking out of them at school - it didn't matter if I was the student or the teacher. I couldn't help it, I loved to look out. Very few of my windows are covered. I need to be able to look out at nature and enjoy all there is to see.