Window

Sitting on the windowsill do you ever wondered about the falling rain,
warm rays touching your face or about wandering clouds of the sky?
Do you thought over the whisper of wind or people walking in the street?
Do you ever watched the reflection in the window glass in front of you?
I always thought, and still do, that the eyes are the mirror of the soul.
Eyes can show everything about another person,
but also can show all about us.
It's just a matter of time and feeing...
Unfortunately, not everyone can see the simplest case, and that's sad.
Even if we stood in front of someone and showed him the finger,
what lies before him, he still will not notice it.
Many things do not see in everyday life.
Passing down the street, talking with friends,
sitting on a park bench and looking at other we don't see this things.
We are a small dot in the big world, like a drop in the ocean ...
But we're still here and that is what counts.