by Brie
Throw back the curtains,
Invite playful sunbeams to dance
Across the morning-chilled floor.
Breathe deep and see the world,
Through a rose stained glass Window.
Open the shutters,
Let the breeze tickle the loose
Strands about your face.
Look no longer to the dimly lit room,
Look no longer to its shy crevices
And dull corners.
Look only to the sky,
Because these eyes were made for more
Than just ordinary life.
