A glimpse of the world out there,
Seen briefly through the drapes;
Adrift in a corner seat, I stare
at the vague colours and shapes;
Trying to imagine what’s behind, 
My thoughts are on the other side;
Hazily seen through the blind;
Imagination shall be my guide. 
Slightly clouded blue sky, I see;
Appears still and calm, the sea;
On the shoreside, placidly she
Is sitting, under a greener tree.