Church Windows
This cathedral I am sitting in is full of things.
Not just things but Things.
Smart, high tech, beautiful, amazing, old, new, pompous, kind, many wonderful things.
But as I watch a lively old man speak to an audience of fish eyes
I can only feel emptiness, Not sad, depressed or upset, just empty.
A robot is a good comparison to how I act now.
Moving when needed, Talking when asked.
Every brick in this building was set in a holy mind set.
It is so opened yet closed
So beautiful but ugly
MY mind set is closed
Acceptance should soon follow
Not just things but Things.
Smart, high tech, beautiful, amazing, old, new, pompous, kind, many wonderful things.
But as I watch a lively old man speak to an audience of fish eyes
I can only feel emptiness, Not sad, depressed or upset, just empty.
A robot is a good comparison to how I act now.
Moving when needed, Talking when asked.
Every brick in this building was set in a holy mind set.
It is so opened yet closed
So beautiful but ugly
MY mind set is closed
Acceptance should soon follow