Stars Through The Sliding Glass Door

Just about life...
Wrote it early June 2010, I think....

From blurry eyes I see no stars

but through the clear glass and darkened air

I see a few that tell me I am nothing

yet everything.

I look through the fogged over glass,

and see no stars.

This is when I realize that everything we look at

is so much more than we see.

The End

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