MY EYES
There are many wonders of creation in this body that houses me…
One of those many wonders is my ability to see.
To take in all the sights around me…for my brain to record and analyze….
is the wonder…is the beauty…is the essence of my eyes.
My eyes help me synthesize many aspects of my life…the big…the vast…the small
Allowing me to enjoy everything from the oceans, the mountains…the rainbows…
to a simple portrait on the wall.
From the largest elephant on the land or the biggest whale in the sea
to the humming bird, the firefly…the butterfly…the bee.
My eyes allow me to see love in the faces of my friends and family…
and if I want…to linger there a while…
to see the beauty in a single flower and the innocence of a baby’s smile.
And when it’s time for my eyes to rest…when slumber is their theme…
the darkness when I close them provides the backdrop for my dreams.
Once they’ve had their nightly rest…in the morning when I rise
I know the day will be filled with sights I’ve seen before
Mixed every now and then…with an astonishing surprise.
Which is one of the reasons I go to sleep contented…it’s part of my regular routine
knowing how in the evening I will dream about the sights that day my eyes have seen
And why I wake up happy…most mornings as happy as can be
excitedly awaiting the day…and the sights my eyes will see.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2024
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