From my window I see
What the window allows me to see
And what my mind allows itself to see
From my heart I see
What the window will always miss
And what I must learn to see without looking
And someday without looking or seeing
I will learn to know from within
Without windows or anything
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.
Biography
Writer, photographer, poet, and teacher. Holds doctorates in Divinity and Metaphysical Philosophy. Author of 20 books, including seven poetry books, nine photography, and four nonfiction books.
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Contact Don Iannone by email: diannone@gmail.com
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Excellent!
Thanks, Don.