The Eyes of I
Into the matter of heart
eyes of the soul reply
sighs uttered breathlessly
presence unfolds,
no diversion, yet
I am sensed
beyond illusion to thee
Infilling strokes stabilize
the point of no return
I am love
The Eyes of I follow
the lines of the beloved
bringing remembrance,
grace for all to beware
come home, those who
have never been for
the Eyes of I are calling you.
Copyright © Cynthia Cross | Year Posted 2019
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