On the other side of the window

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ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW

On the cold side of the window  

it is dark, it is quiet

My strides on the ground

one note after another

move on, move on

Eyes fixed, thoughts flying

The sky and stars all around

The road, the cold, 

the dark, the feet

On the warm side of the window

it is yellowish, it is cozy

His fingers on the piano keys

one note after another

play on, play on

Eyes fixed, thoughts flying

Shelves and books all around

The lounge, the warmth, 

the lamp, the hands

The melodic feet
the running fingers

and the window,
cold and warm,
 in between.

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(Picture from: http://oneminutemusiclesson.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/piano-hands.jpeg)