Eyes of Life

Bewildered by the unwavering stare of life,

with gems for eyes, they seek apathy and affection.

They gaze upon the tapestries of the mind

and with undaunted effort, gaze right through them.

Stimulating intellectual sensuality,

they see me vividly, distinctly,

clutching flowers in a field of uncertainty.

This was when life’s eyes were kind to me.

 

Shuttering with fear, life’s eyes were teary.

Weakness and addiction�"the innocence lies weeping,

seeking shelter, bravery, and a little common decency.

Tried and failed, love’s foundation was unhealthy.

Broken down and unkempt,

the knot of freedom slipped.

Petals fell from fingertips.

Life’s sweetness slept.

 

All the wiser, peering out at reality’s grin,

mystery and fear faded, and the experience sets in.

Magic and tranquility, only when the heart is open.

Creation, honesty, contentment with satisfaction.

Life’s fluttering lashes were soft and kind again.