Gazing through polished panes
Longing after things with greatest pains,
Trying on some,
Walking past others.
Through the growth of more eyelids
You never really see at all,
You only see what you aren’t
What you lack, never what you are.
Window shopping can be fun
For the penniless and imaginative,
Don’t take appearances too seriously.
The ones who’ve never window shopped
Have the most to learn.
To have never wanted
To have never repressed your desires,
Never leaving behind something
Wished for on a whim.
What could you know of others?
What could you know of need
Or patience or gratitude
For something earned with sweat?
Whichever you are
Fortunate or less so
This last part is for you
And I’ll deliver with all the subtlety
Of an asteroid.
If you’re window shopping
Is better than your
Mirror gazing
It’s time to make some changes.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 