When the wrong seizes control,
We find that place with a glimmer of hope
A momentary lapse into a view condensing
The window pane has been a friend to many.
There, the view provides an escape
Imagine, puppies chasing, or a plane in descent
Our minds free from our troubles and despair
Where else would that be, but at the window pane?
For a minute, or two, the spark ignites
Our soul awakens, and we come alive
We see the things, we miss from our 24 hours
The window pane is a remedy to our stress
When we can breathe easy, it is almost time
We step back into our world with renewed perspective
Though the problem is unsolved, our minds are cured
From the madness we let go at the window pane.