The spectacle

Watching the world through the window
Patience embodied,
The old woman.

Freckled hand resting over the window sill
protruding veins and bones,
-symbols of the hardships in her life.


Wrinkles on her face..
-etching the twisting and turning paths
which she might have faced in her life..


The white curly hair hanging behind the ears
-pure and elegant
making her look like a white dove dwelling in peace.

The blue eyes
-with the twitches on the edges
like the figs of an old tree.

A shadow cast over the face
-haunting like a ghost
Hiding some deep hidden sorrow.

A toddler runs to her and touches her hand
The wrinkled face lights up with joy
A smile breaks.

-Like the sunrays
peeking from behind the dark clouds
lighting up the entire world.

Both  the smiles
-Teethless
but soulful.

Time meets time
And the universe watches on....