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With Gentle Hearts And Mindful Eyes
It's a lingering mystery
What people are going through.
Everyday, we meet wounded, fragile souls
Who conceal sadness with smiles.
They've wrapped barricades around their glass hearts,
Stamped with a "No Tresspass" sign.
If we're patient enough,
They'll let us through with time.
With gentle hearts
And mindful eyes,
We watch out, reach out
And touch these broken and wounded folks.
We let them know they're not invisible,
That we see them, and hear them;
We show them that we care.
Just one big hug is enough
To lift their despondent spirits
And usher in bright rays of sunshine
Into their gloomy existence.
We meet so many
With bleeding wounds will never see
Without delving much deeper.
There's nothing wrong with asking
"Are you okay?"...
To excavate deeply buried catharsis,
To release withheld floodgates of pain.
With gentle hearts
And mindful eyes,
We take care of ourselves
And one another.
Copyright ©
Edward Ibeh
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