In nightly dreams,
I find myself outside a house

Made entirely of stained glass windows,
a vision of such beauty,
the play of light and colors that mesmerize

Contrasting hues that fit together perfectly

Every wall, each window, every door,
covered in stunning glass,
images that represent life,
and mark memories made within

My curiosity and imagination begin to work

What happens in that house,
behind the stained glass windows and walls?

There must be such joy and passion,
to color this glass so richly

Outside beauty that hides the inside wonder

All of my mind and heart wants within,
but try as I might, I cannot find a way

I knock and peak, I peer and shout,
yet there is no answer,
as if the house is empty

But my soul knows I belong inside,
so I must continue my search

In vain or not, I cannot give up

Through hot days and cold nights,
shivering in rain or standing in sunshine,

I can never cease my endless desire,
to be inside this house of stained glass

Where only happiness and love,
could create such beauty