This window has in many ways acted as my window to the world- daybreaks and dusks, nights of full moon and stars and even meteor showers. The window has been my opening to emotions of extreme happiness and sorrow and of heartbreaks and elation. I always look out searching for an omen - grey skies always spell gloom and rainbows are the signal of good times. The window has been a symbol of reaching for the horizon, of touching a dream...... I saw the sky line changing over the years - but the sky remains the same . God's own canvas of kaleidoscope. On days when I have the time I can just spend time sitting by the window listening to the cooing pigeons. See the eagles soar and listen to the street sounds below! In a week of rejection and dejection it came back with a lucky omen- the proverbial silver lining !