Through the Poets Eyes

THROUGH THE POET'S EYES The soul that can speak through the eyes is the thought that execute it infinite mastery with a passion like a refiners fire, unquenchable by roaring waters. Just like the window to the body where the soul is housed, In the in-depth eyes of a poet, unique light strikes & turns it into a color that doesn't exist except in the moment. The world see the lens, the poet sees the tense, the world see the sclera, poets see words & paper, the world see the cornea & Iris, creativity oozes from the poet's chambers; word darts makes his soul restless, shooting punchlines that becomes endless. The poet eyes sees beyond this realm, and so...this eyes: Seen the highs & lows, witnessed the maglinant friends & foes, peer through impediments with allergies of fear, of self & frienemies, seen darkness you could ever imagine and the illumination that finally transform this embodiment of grace. The mastery of my pen has always been and is in the mystery of my being. VickWizzy Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}. Copyright © June 24th, 2020.