Show Our Different Worlds I once stood In a n dome with different colored glass in each window Thus four men touching each ench other might each see a different scene a n red ocean a green city blue fields fie ds and yellow mountains A rare man might climb to the top of the dome and see the whole circle of the landscape under the white light of a n pura pure atmosphere But most of us look through one window win window dow each upon a different world each world colored by b our own individual individuality ity ity Robert Robert S. S Barrett |