revised, original post 2016.
If a window opens in a wall
where there has never been a window, and
you are standing there at that moment
and watch it open.
If a second or so before that
you fuzz out and cannot afterward describe how it happened,
since no bricks appear to have been displaced
by the appearance of the window.
If no sound accompanied
the appearance of the window, yet
you do not show amazement
or fear upon the opening of the new window.
If the opening of the new window
seems as normal to you as the breathing of your newborn;
you hold your newborn up to the window
to let them see the moon.
If you hold the moon up to the newborn window
and let it shine, shine, shine;
if you look out the window
and observe a maze of walls, windows, light from other moons.
If you recognize that none of the walls and windows
look anything like your own and
the light from the other moons
If you then begin to call yourself
Mother of Moons, though
you have always been this
yet are naming this for the first time.
If you go out
to seek other windowless walls and
you stand in front of them
until they change —
then every examined wall
shall become a window
and all the windows
shall spring open at once.