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See

Often described in the age old quote as the Windows into Our Souls
This leads me to a question, do some of us have curtains up. Or can we peer in and misunderstand what we see because after all we are on the outside looking in.
Alicia Keys asked "How can you look into my eyes and not see what I am feeling". A friend of mine responded with maybe you are just not looking or most surely not seeing. I said you could just be lying.

Some people like myself can be deeply enthralled in conversation yet all the while within that exchange, my eyes are darting all over the room and looking at everything but the person I am talking to.
There are others who peer painfully into your eyes with every uttered syllable.
Then there are people like my cousin whose eyes are so magical due to coloring and heritage that people are sometimes compelled to turn away from her because they feel they are being devoured by her gaze.
Then there are those that eyes say nothing, nothing at all, hollow they give you no direction.
And finally those people that can say nothing but with one slight glance into the depths of their deep and voluminous eyes can remove breathe from your lungs, if only for a moment. The silent potency for their glare can break the sound barriers and speak novels worth.

The EYES
Yes they have unspeakable power.
In a glance they can ignite an explosive passion that sends wave of love and lust through every molecule of your very being.
That same slight lift of the eyelid couple with the split second flutter of the pupil can make your world crumble, can take hope, extinguish lust and dispel love.
The eyes can hug, warm and caress
The eye can also reach back and bitch slap in the worst possible way.

We say a lot of things. We as humans use so many words we run around throwing words like rain drops. I know because I do it, I talk a lot and I am not embarrassed to say it.
But with all the noise I make and hear others make. The most power communication can be when we stop talking and just look at each other, not just look but SEE.
Know the power of silently seeing.

Lift your heads and open your eyes and See because every now and then what you see will take your breath away, will move you. The comforting thing is that once that breath has been taken you then can take a brand new breath of fresh air to renew you soul.

SEE
See my brothas, See my sistas
See clearly
See you
See me
See her
See him
See them
See us
Your answers are there you just can not be afraid to Look and then See

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Tuts’s Poems (38)

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That Day 0
All in 2
C'est Si Bon 2
Home 0
Don't Leave 3
Rain 1
The Rare Occasion 2
Isaiah 0
Un-Blocking 0
Smash 0
Behind 0
One 0
Facade 1
Canticle of Root and Wings 0
Cry Out 1
Naked 0
Unknown 0
For You 1
Weight 1
Tapestry 0
Crying in my dream 1
AAAAHHHHH!!!!
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I am 2
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Joshua Tree 0
Risk It All 1
Fly 0
The Night 0
Wash Over Me 1
Inhale Heaven 1
The Complications of a Complex Friendship 3
Seeing is Believing 1
See 0
Time After Time 2
Sky 2
Hello 0
His Back 1