i don't want to forget what i look like
so i will keep looking at you, join my attention to yours and follow where you look to learn what matters most to you and how you define things. the more i meet your gaze the more i remember who you are and who you have always been: holy, compassionate, gentle, patient, present and unafraid to be all my strength. my fears fall off when i look at you, too, some shed easily like an eyelash, some have deeper roots and you promise you carried them all to their death already, for you have new wineskins for me to live in with you. your eyes, messiah, are a wonder to behold, young and old, blue hot and yellow-orange warm, clear and perfectly steady, your gaze reminds me that you are love everlasting, you always have been, you always will be. Comments are closed.
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