Vision

Leaves
Bending, swaying,
Dancing,
To a tune I can't hear.
I want to be near to them
But a wall of glass is shutting me in,
Shutting me out,
Shutting.

The light is tinted, tainted,
Darkening my vision,
My sight, my insight.

But I have a square,
A square that leads to
Windy air
And I can stare,
I can stare.