Tag: eyes
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The Mirror
I looked, she looked back at me, turned old, I said, the lines show pain and loss, grave furrows around the eyes. Compassion always for the poor, prayer through the night to end the war, yet I look and get no empathy. Criticism, in plenty.
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Love
Those eyes, I look and see myself as he does, He stares back with leisurely love, It never wavers, Each tiny cell speaking peace, Each lash and brow saying, “Hush.” Challenged I watch those eyes that watched the children play, and Blessed them, turned to the blind and dumb, and healed them, looked into the…
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