Eyes
?What do they hide
I gaze into yours…tiny beads
,set in white sockets
?mine, searching yours, what will you let me find
?A mirror to the soul, so they say: are they not
.Joyful, curious, tortured, content
Stand-alone, in-between, chilly or hot
?which of each do those round ones reflect
The secret hides deep in the soul
Disloyal memories sealed and locked: treasured
Can naïve and wise tell, what those eyes, then, reflect
?In such times when Soul chooses lie, fears itself
.Mystery
:Left unsolved, in the mirror it stays
..image of a wandering, indecipherable gaze
Faces, not hearts
.caras vemos corazones no sabemos, a friend once said
.Carry the weight of the world: not alone you stand
..Observe deeply, beyond noticeable features, do not merely stare
.Immerse yourself in the close by, warm world at hand
:In whispering, hinting hearts of others
there the bath of solace lies
In glistening pains of injured-yet ever so tough- halves long sought
there comfort one easily finds
Observe...beyond superficial, story concealing gazes
A secret unfolds. Complexity untangles, heavy becomes light
:you realize
.helplessness resolved, when others alike you find
In times of gentle vent that comes solely through music's caress
...my fingers urge for the chords
Like chemicals on my wires violins play soothingly
...notes on the strings of my brain and mind
Of fortune
My search for best
has found its place
Longing for serenity
came through storm
The joy of certainty, faith, bliss
-in which one dwells and delves, enchanted
gratitude I find
for warmth and feelings of acceptance, credence, friendship
Love: of human kind
Honesty, for which I look- to be recaptured
...over the corner lays
one day finally I will reach
it won't escape, it will be captured
.in its bare display of arrays
Freedom, opportunities, endless possibilities and will
-to learn, to realize, at times they glow
erase all hindrances and worries which threaten to stem and grow
Young-spirited spurs that pass
or insights and truths
?that forever last
?Justifying myself, need I a mandate
.It is beyond me, should I not hope? nonetheless I am well
Luck is my companion, which I cherish
along with and hand by hand with
.my gratitude
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