human meeting human

When I meet you (I now see)
you're a window in the room
between us, that is as we
interact - in joy or gloom.

A wind-"O" through which the One
(who has given life & breath
to us each, & who's begun
all that's best this side of death,

and too, much more: like friendship,
loyalty; who also hates
all things which we knew can slip
in, and dim-in-ish good traits....

A window, or avenue,
a kind of conduit, or hose,
that brings in light, or pow'r true,
or water; and so good grows.

A wind-"O"; and so a breeze
may blow in and cool us down
as well as bring sights (like trees),
connecting us to worlds 'round

maybe just outside our room,
outside our experience,
else we  become a black tomb
(with no interference).

I will look through you to what/
/who is your own source of grace;
or light, or pow'r, or breath shot
into our "space", from God's face!

Tue8Dec2015AD