Outside my window,
I thought I was safe.
I only sat watching as the trees began to shake.
But this was all outside my window.
The glass barrier was protecting me from the strong will of nature.
I needn't worry about what goes on afar.
Until the branches finally swing into view.
I was safe behind my piece of glass.
At least, that's what I had thought.
I had been so blind as to just sit and watch.
My curious eyes had brought the storm inside.
I had watched it brew from outside my window,
But a single piece of glass could not protect me,
From the storm I could not control.