Behind Her Eyes

I haven’t posted here for a while, but felt the need to get back into posting more regularly. Here is a poem that came to me recently, that I’d like to share.

For me, writing is the best way for me to express myself, as I’m not good at relaying what’s going on in my head verbally. I created a web page for a friend of mine recently, and shared what I was thinking about our friendship, and after she read all of it, she commented that I think too much.

And she’s right, probably, but I can’t help thinking about things, and especially when it comes to relationships. Do you remember the show “In living color”? The guy that always wrote songs about everything? That’s me; except that I wrote a poem about it. “Wrote a poem about it, wanna here it, here it go”:

Behind her eyes...
	 there exists a depth of knowledge
	 of hurt and pain and abuse

Behind her eyes...
	is hate and love, 
	anger and peace, 
	fear and joy

Behind her eyes...
	is also this unimaginable beauty that,
	for now, remains hidden from her

Behind her eyes...
	is kindness and compassion and 
	understanding and forgiveness 
	and God, and all things wonderful

Behind her eyes...
	despite all that she has experienced 
	that she never deserved,
	is this light that will not ever be extinguished 

Behind her eyes...
	I can clearly see God in all His beauty,
	and it's overwhelming to me

	When, oh Lord, will You introduce her 
	to the incredibly beautiful woman
	that lives 

Behind her own eyes





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