Rooms of my Soul

You stare
into windows
to my soul,

and believe you
see all

yet...

what you
see through
a window is
not the entire house,

it is merely
one room,


you stare into
the windows of
my soul,
and do not realize
it is only one
part of me
which you see,

there are many other
rooms of my
soul,

rooms which
make up who
I am,

rooms
which define me,

rooms which control
my actions,


rooms which
are beautiful,
and no part
need be changed...