A glass window, with the world inside
All we have to do is pull our eyes toward it
Step forward
And shatter the glass with the palms of our hands
Step onto the ground, with our hearts beating
Deeply, loudly, in our aching chests
Silver ribbons fly throughout the air
A shining glimmer as everyone stares
This world of silence, frozen rivers
See-through twilight, and unicorns
As if from some grown up child's fantasy
After the splash of white-out
People of porcelain walk through ivory gates
The stars twinkling, shining like cut diamonds
Clasping their hands together
Exchanging letters
Though the night is cold, they do not shiver
In this world beyond the window
This world, where some child's imagination and thoughts
Froze and blended with the white out
This grown-up child
Playing with their emerald trinket...
Leaving their memories back in the window's pale grass
Ran away... in fear that they'd never come back
Shimmering, behind the glass mirror
Lies their thoughts...
Untouched, unknown
Till her thoughts shine through the window
