a window to a view

I spoke to them so quietly
That no-one heard me talk
I strolled toward them peacefully
That no-one heard me walk

I went to break the many
Before the rabble roused
All to be part of the whole –
None should feel left out

Build a wall between us
Only to break it down
And stand upon a pedestal
Place a smile ‘top the frown

Bellow so the few can hear
Whisper – they all will
Turn one’s ear toward the voice
Intent will drive until

The peaceful waters dance on air
The sun disturbs their sleep
The willows drape over the lake
And like a child – weep

Believe the moon can turn the night
Into a wistful dream
And wonder if the soulful one
Is all that he may seem

Disturb the peace to build a cause
So many are retrieved
And climb the tree the few can see
A sparkle brings belief

But what of wonder – do we care
To think before we speak
In the morn’ the few are torn
The many want to sleep

So what of those who think and feel
And wish for dreams come true
Their romance brings them aptitude
It finds its way to you

And as two share a moment (close)
And hope for what may come
They pray for better times ahead
And believe that two make one

Do I garble – do I speak
Of nothingness – obtuse
Or are these lines I write in rhyme
A window to a view.