This Window of My Mind

And so it is asked... and so it comes to pass ... 

as she stands before the open window...

This Window of My Mind

this window of my mind

by what light do I see

by what impressions am I moved

by what perceptions am I led

this window of my mind

by what shadows am I reflected

by what doubts am I haunted

by what fears am I consumed

this window of my mind

by what grace am I blessed

by what wisdom am I guided

by what love am I known

this window of my mind

by what destiny am I called

by what purpose am I defined

by what faith am I strengthened

this window of my mind

be there the love of God

be there the gift of children

be there the bounty of nature

this window of my mind

be there gratitude for this gift of life

be there a NOW of grace

be there ever the blessed light of PRESENCE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York