Window

A dream as a desire
is a window to a wonderful possibility
But as a window,
many look through
only to say, "Wouldn't it be nice?"
and then pass it by

There are those who try
to open the window,
but find it stuck, and move on

There are those who,
in their want and frustration
choose to break the window
and are caught among razor shards

Finally, there are those few
who look
who find and undo the lock
who chip away the bits of paint
that sit as glue on the pane
and who open the window at last
and reach their destination