Window of the Soul

To see, I must open my eyes. To be seen, I must open my eyes. The light cleanses by soul –      purifying my imagination,      reconciling my imagination. I have eyes and see the light. Myopia sharpens my focus. Perspicacity hones my focus. My soul becomes aware –      one with attentiveness,      wholeContinue reading “Window of the Soul”

… with the eyes of God

Seeing with the eyes of God, I peer through my own façade.   Accepting my personal role, I wonder what does God see through the window of my soul.   Listening without deflection, I shudder in realizing, I am divine reflection.   The beauty of the flower is its awesome blossoming, standing tall in aContinue reading “… with the eyes of God”

… with the Eyes of God

Seeing with the eyes of God, I peer through my own façade.   Accepting my personal role, I wonder what does God see through the window of my soul.   Listening without deflection, I shudder in realizing, I am divine reflection.   The beauty of the flower is its awesome blossoming, standing tall in aContinue reading “… with the Eyes of God”