Poem: The eyes of life
It is not the most beautiful look
But the eyes of life look beautiful
It is neither the seductive eyes of romance
Nor the innocent eyes of childhood
It is a combination of joy and sorrow
It is the pain and the fear
It is the overwhelming happiness
That overpowers a child
Making him or her to jump with joy
It is the overwhelming sadness
That envelopes a grieving mother
Throwing her into the pit of turmoil
The eyes of life are found in fathers
As they battle the turbulence of fatherhood
The emotional sprain and strains that live in their eyes
The unsaid words that inhabit their innermost being
The eyes of life are displayed in a teenager
As he or she battles the overwhelming surge of hormones
The sudden flow of shyness or the embarrassment of an erect thought
It is the eyes of life that fills the Spirit Poet with words
Their tormented stare or even the beauty in their glariness
Gives the poet the meaning of life
The Spirit Poet has to wrestle with their emptiness or brightness
And overcome their stabbing pain or overbearing joy
The Spirit Poet has to enter into their circumstances
And feel their joy or sorrow
This is the meaning of Spirit Poetry
To be one with the eyes of life
©Kenneth Maswabi
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