Eyes To the Soul

Eyes to the soul, eyes to my heart, filled with grace, I see your glaze upon my face, My face is filled with the warmth of shame, My body is chilled with unknown guilt, I don't look up, for fear of your gift of kindness, I want to let go of my comfort zone, so much to say, Yet my mouth remains calm, quiet, I hide my hurt deep down inside, Who will ask me to look up at them? I feel your gift of care, kindness, empthany, Will you reach out to lift my chin, and see inside my soul?....