Through the window
Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw
Through the Looking Glass
I lay in bed staring out of my window. The curtains that only open at night, that keep the harshness of the world out all day, are finally pulled open.
I see the swaying of the tree that I grew up with, in the breeze of the cold winters night. And for the first time in a long time, I see the stars that I have craved to see and had almost forgotten of their existence.
The same stars that our predecessors had the good fortune to see every night and contemplate the Universe.
The same stars that we will now never see due to the shroud of pollution that this new age of man has brought about into existence. What ill fortune brought us to this day.
We think we have come so far and gained so much. When in reality we have lost something so priceless and irreplaceable that once we truly realise it, the damage will be irreparable.
So, I close my eyes and dream of seeing my stars again..