Give Me a Window

I have always been a bit claustrophobic.

Crowded subways,
cramped clubs,
congested thoroughfares,
all call for escape.

On planes I prefer the aisle.
At rush hour —
I would rather walk.
In any room,
I gravitate toward daylight.

since the pandemic…

a window is more,
so much more.

No matter the temperature,
my first act
is to throw open the window.

Brisk morning air
inflates my lungs,
clears my head,
and offers grace.

In fact,
I am convinced
there is no greater glory
than opening all the windows,
and letting the world in.

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