Trust In Love – James Gallagher

Rooms Without Windows

 

Memory washes over me…

 takes me back to a time when

          all my time was spent without the light…

 without the sun…

 

 

Time spent

          close and tight and proudly

 in the rooms without windows.

 

It’s not that I regret it…

Not at all…

 

What is odd is that the open outdoors

of this particularly beautiful Spring

          should remind me of the confining Winters 

 of the time spent

          in the rooms without windows.

But inside…

          Deep inside…

 Oh… the pleasure!

 

Oh… the joy…

 

 of that wondrous weaving of melodies and rhythms…

          of people and the playful frolic

of their fingers, feet and voices!

 

Yes… like genesis…     it was an orgy…

 

          It was an orgy of creation…

 

 behind the walls of the 

 

rooms without windows.

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