Face

I’m staring in the face and thinking what all presents it brings to me, smiles, shining eyes, hair and wrinkles. Oh, how many times would I look, but just couldn’t see the beauty that is hiding, but also revealing itself when you look through the eyes of a child. And what do you see, what do you feel, what do you hear, what do you touch? A mystery ... And how can I unlock the mystery, how can I crush its seal? Contemplate, watch and see, 'cause you are beheld. And then you shall see the heart and be amazed. Amazed? What will amaze me? You will see the world behind curtains, where each wrinkle tells its own story about the sacrifices of life. The face is a picture of love, the more of love you have, the more the face is shining. And suddenly it's not just a face anymore. It is a visage.