Lifeline

Point 5

Through frosted glass we see the world outside
A filter that invigorates the mind
Unlike the shroud that makes an image black
This gauze will always show a silver back

We reach so far we put us out of joint
And looking in we scarcely see the point
But peering through our individual eyes
We see the best and nearly touch the skies

The cloud of mist in rainbow colours bright
Eternal sunlight never knowing night
Will bring us to our senses straight away
If ever we should wish to end the day

Rich Harding, 1986 (18th February)