The Crosses In Your Eyes

You never really knew the beauty of your soul. Of how it is possible to be both old and young within the same body that tells about the years past, but can put to shame so many of today’s indolent youth. How were you able to retain such innocence, for only a child can categorically say such abhorrence of one type of food even with the knowledge that it is good? Yet words of deep understanding pour forth from the same mouth. When the gift to listen was showered upon the earth you must have paid attention, for you have it in abundance “To hear is normal, to listen, a gift, to understand...a miracle”* One who would care to keep these words would understand. You do. You are sensitive. Who would have thought it so? You have that amazing capacity to command words to your bidding and just the right touch of irreverence to twist them when it suits you. Still and all, you feel the wound deeply and I’d hate to be the cause of it. I tried to look into your heart through your words. Words which were already read by many before I entered the scene yet they did not see the sadness, the dark that lurked in the corner of your light - They were too mesmerized by the laughter, to see the crosses in your eyes. *John W. Wulf, author of the book The Lady Who Loves the Whisper ___________________________________________________________ 1. The Poetry Soup Poem of the Week - 02 August to 08 August, 2015 2. The Crosses In Your Eyes Contest - 3rd Place , 29 July 2015 Sponsor: Justin Bordner - Kim Patrice Nunez 27 July 2015