#BareWindows

In this world of open screens,
Everything lies in open tabs—
Fragile, unguarded, yet unseen.

Through the uncurtained window,
I see the world, and the world sneaks in,
Taking only what it seeks to win.

A thousand eyes peer through the glass,
Each a critic,
Yet none a friend.

Something in the shadow remains,
A quiet blessing, softly contained.
Keep it private until it must cascade.

The unseen magic that privacy holds,
An untold story, a treasure of gold,
Safeguarded from the biting cold.

Blessed in the...