Random thoughts

Eyes

November 11, 2021

I love people's eyes. The colors, of the life of the soul they have hidden in them. Can you see it? It's magnificent and magical. Like pools of water set high upon the face. What wonders eyes can reveal to you if given the chance?

I see the way they light up when someone is excited. The sun beams glint and dance in the iris just like a beautiful sunrise on the water. Painted with every color of life. Oh to keep that moment. To keep that moment in a jar by my side, and to open it when ever someone needs it. That would be wonderful.

Fear in the eye can be unpredictable. It can only last a second. The eyes large and wide taking it all in as the mind races in all directions to try controlling the situation. But trying to control chaotic fear only leads the mind to confusion. Which leads the body to be still with the fear coursing through the veins. When the mouth refuses to open itself to scream the eyes will. They scream of the silent terror lying in the body. Like bombs exploding deep within an ocean. It looks calm on the surface but the destruction is on the inside. And it's ripping them apart.

Sadness in the eye, hurt in the eye, I can see that too. It swirls around in a whirlpool of emotions and confusion like a storm. The storm can lash out with anger that mimics lightning. Hurt can be to much to bare so it chooses offense as it's defense . It screams out like raging ocean waters in a storm that hate the rain that falls. Sadness in the eye is like watching all the joyful lapping river waters dry up. I can see them losing something inside. Something that they loved as the river trickles down there face desperate to find what is lost, but fails then falls and drys up.

Dead eyes are the easiest to spot. Because when you look at them you see nothing. Nothing but a lake so polluted and full of debris you can't bare to look at it. They have no way of letting it all out, and no one wants to help. People past by and don't bother with them anymore because they think they're already gone, but they don't know the truth. They don't know that they were once full of life and light. Like a crisp blue lake that birds sing songs about over head. One that everyone gathers around and marvels at the sight. But over time impossible expectations, harsh words, and cruel abuse destroyed the lake. Now the only visitors it gets are the crows who mock the pain it feels.

You can see it too. You know it. You have worn everyone of these eyes on your face at some point. And it has made you stronger.

You have overcome your fears, wiped your tears, saw the worth in living, and little by little you started to feel happiness again. And I'm proud of you.

May God bless you. May he bless you and everyone who has dealt, will deal, and is dealing with the pain we see in people's eyes. And may His peace shower us in a never ending rain. That we may one day see in each other's eyes.

Thanks for listening
And God bless you,
BB