Of Shop Windows

Looking closely at the glass windows of my shop,

I see in them the whole of my shop reflected.

Looking at my windows closely from the street,

I see in them the life of the street reflected.

Yet if I stand away, the glass remains transparent,

And I see clearly through it to the things beyond.

If I look with close vision

Into the hearts of men,

I see my own small heart reflected.

I will try henceforth not to look at them too closely.