Window sanity.

The vanity of your wishes. Which you portray to be. Go ahead and look through the mirror. Tell me what you think. While I'll look out the window. To no reflections, that I see. A clear view, for a feeding mind. The beckoning world just is. As it should be. No disruptions in the caring to be free. Returning to a mirror, for all the questions that you have to speak. But when you're ready to truly seek. Just remember. The questions you now have. Look past the window. Try not to take a peek. Head to the mirror again. And look at the person you are going to meet.