Steady is the valance
Wrinkled are the drapes
The blind abstracts focus
As the outside retracts its call
Enclosed
Until curtains draw
A stated shade
Reflects it all
Beyond the tint of shadows
Between the aged frame
There lays a pane
Tempered and alone
Steady is the valance
Glue above a fabric
Aching for repeal
Only as the light reenters vision
Will the settled dust reveal
