A Window To The Heart
If we had a window that
Was an opening to our heart,
When others stop to take a look,
Where would our window start?
What would people see there,
As they looked upon your soul?
When they gazed down on the window,
What would their eyes behold?
Pretend it was a camera
That shot photos of your day.
It recorded everything you did,
At work or even play.
Would you care for other people
To see what lies inside?
Or, would you want it hidden?
What do you have to hide?
Would you be a loving person
That cared for others so?
What would your window have to say?
What would your window show?
If we knew we had a window
And everyone could see,
There was no secret place to hide,
What lives inside of you and me...
Would it make a difference
In what you set out to do?
Would it change the way you live,
If others could see in you?
Copyright© 2003 Gary Hall
