Your eyes can see
through time,
Yet you cannot see
your beauty,
Sculpted of alabaster
curves,
With the warmth of
eternity,
And yet forever
young,
You cannot see your
wisdom,
Yet you see things
before all,
Knowing without
evidence,
Things that will
come,
Knowing through
heart,
All what I can not
see,
You do not see
meaning,
Yet meaning surrounds
you,
As I see life through
new eyes,
For your eyes will
never dim,
You are the
brightness from God,
A living warmth of
artistic grace,
Emotions not
following rules,
Yet rules cannot
frame you,
My life is more
wonderful,
Seen through your
eyes.
The individual woman is both artist and art form, sentient masterpiece.
ReplyDeleteDavid,
ReplyDeleteI have never read a more powerful expression of the truth then what you wrote.
Eric