To set the theme of your feeling,
You need to have a vision,
So, open the curtains,
To see what is certain,
As basis for your decision,
The image maybe bright or bleak,
Due to what you’re liking,
For the light can revile,
And the dark can reconcile,
Thus, choice is love or striking,
The moving images in the frame,
In mind are yours to dictate,
Some scenes that inspire,
Also, some to be fired,
As surely love wins, not hate,
So, heroes and villains are born,
Inside the frame holding glass,
With preference there’s a winner,
But equal are saints and sinners,
That make up the human class,
More layered meanings unravel now,
Before your weary eyes,
So, understanding is met,
Hence you have no regrets,
In learning both truth and lie,
Over time the light does dim,
Upon this window pane,
As day’s duty ceases,
To welcome night’s eases,
‘til the picture is setup again.