The absence of animals,
no sunshine in the moonlight—
just emptiness,
why?
Nothing can be seen
but the blanket of the earth,
trapped in the four corners of a window.
What happened to the seasons?
Where are the clouds, the moon?
The forest is all that is seen
through the window.
The world cannot be seen by looking out alone.
Experience life
outside this box we call home.
-Isaias Gonzalez, New London-