Seeing New Eyes

 

Piercing blue eyes

Looking upon the world

                                And me.

Eyes I saw in another time

But blurred by visions

Inside my own myopic heart.

 

Intent with the love and desire

                                Of another.

I squandered time

Chasing dreams and illusions

Blind to realities

                                Adjusting my own

To fit those created.

 

Thoughtful blue eyes

To look upon the first time

                                Again

I watch intently now

With the clarity of an open heart

Sharpened by the wisdom

Of experience.

 

Soft blue eyes

Looking upon me now

                                And I see.

Seeing new eyes again

And what I discover

Are my own.

 

 

B. Benjamin                                                                                                         

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