Eye am I
Oh let me see before I die
The light comes in
My tears flow out
And when I’m closed in darkness’ doubt
Eye I am
Now I see
The flowing red blood spilled for me
The yellow crown
Of glory grown
The white robe gown
Of cleansed sin
No more blackness
No more death
I’ve gone beyond my dying breath
Not many people see eye to eye on everything. And what do you do when you don't see eye to eye on everything? Some people fight and argue, attempting to persuade the other. Some decide they can't associate with each other. Some people ignore the discrepancies and go on being friends. Others find the golden space of growing and learning from each other. How about you?
Here and there eyeing the eye. Eyes can be blue, white or green or simply black. But yet brown, mysteries. Eyeing my eye. Keep an eye out. Eye
If you ever wondered where the Eye was then you are not the first. For years people have searched for this Eye. But they have all looked in the wrong places, they all have not looked at what is right in front of them. Eventually, people gave up, they called the Stone story a myth and left it to rot. But what If I told you that the Eye is real. That the Eye is within reach. That the Eye, is right in your hand.