"Eyes Without a Face" by Digital Collage Artist Robin Isely
Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 98
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I have seen the world through many eyes
angling down like birds in flight
and looking up like chrysanthemums
for focus changes like a lens
and we must learn to look again
the child’s eye sees the miracle
and wonder with each
reflection great and small
the mother’s eye sees the danger
and analyzes every
mirror and every flaw
look too long into only the light
you might not see a thing
yet have no vision of the grander scheme
and you will miss the
most important thing
I have seen the world through many eyes
reaching far to try to understand another’s view
searching westward like pioneers
but journeying north like travelers do
we all have a different place on which we stand
a unique perspective of where we have been
for focus changes like a lens
and we must learn to
look again
Always the wise insightful Carrie ~~~~~
ReplyDeleteAwww you are too kind....I am far from wise. I loved your comment on Jim's. It made me laugh. :-))
DeleteGreat, inclusive words, Carrie. Yes, all views are important.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony 😎
DeleteI wonder if I would be able to survive to ache of seeing the world through so many eyes. We should try, but it could be overbearing.
ReplyDeleteI agree Bjorn it could be overwhelming.
DeleteGood advise!! A second look is often wise. Snap judgments can be misleading.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Beverly. I enjoyed yours very much!
Delete"We must learn to look again. The child's eye sees the miracle." Yes, we need to Reclaim Wonder! I love "we must learn to look again." Yes, we do. I love this, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteAwww thank you Sherry. I do love all the wonderful directions everyone has taken with the image. I love the beautiful message in yours!
DeleteI have seen the world through many eyes angling down like birds in flight
ReplyDeleteand looking up like chrysanthemums....this is a poem in and of itself. I love this line and can almost smell the earthiness of the chrysanthemums and see their single golden eye gazing upward.
You are so sweet Toni. 💐
DeleteEach shift threads wonder and worry and the lines themselves breathe a reminder to relax tightly held perspectives. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you my friend! Your response is poetry to me.
DeleteTo look and look and look again, and what we see changes based on our perspective. The child sees a miracle, and the mother sees danger. We change and what we see changes with us.
ReplyDeleteI agree whole heartedly Lori. Thanks for reading it. 💐
DeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteThanks! 😎
Delete'I have seen the world through many eyes'... I like that.
ReplyDeleteThank you Ted!
DeleteI think sometimes it hard for me to just see through my own eyes. I think we all have seen through many eyes relating to the stages of life. Life looks different through a child's eye verses a grandparents eye.
ReplyDeleteVery wisely spoken Truedessa!
DeleteIt's a lost art, isn't it? It needs to be brought back.
ReplyDeleteIt sure does my friend!
Delete"focus changes like a lens
ReplyDeleteand we must learn to look again" I loved this the first time and was glad to see it as a refrain. I also like the perspectives arranged in couplets, so they seem equal until :
" and you will miss the most important thing
I have seen the world through many eyes
reaching far to try to understand another’s view" and Empathy rules!
Thank you so much Susan! I am glad you liked it and glad you are here!
DeleteEyes are a gateway to our mind, one of the most prominent. And blessed if we keep them. All the men around my line have gone blind with macular degeneration at an age close to mine. Dad quite driving at 91 because he got lost coming home from church (I'm not 9o yet), he died at 07. I do have cataracts but until I fail the diving test I will keep as I am.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite lines in your lovely poem are "the child’s eye sees the miracle and wonder with each reflection great and small..." I am reminded of a theme I picked up someplace, "Never ask a child what he/she has drawn" as it leads them to conformity of our limited knowledge and who knows how far on their own with imagination they can go. I think this would apply to several skills, including writing. I wish I could extend myself further than I can go.
Oh yes, thank you for signing in with "Texas", you are neighbors. We moved to Katy from Montgomery five years ago. We lived three years in Houston, Pasadena, Webster, then bought a house and stayed in Friendswood 23 years, next Montgomery 17, and now Katy five.
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Hello fellow Texan. Thanks for your warm words. Yes the Texas on my link was an oooopsy but figured oh well. Always better to look before you leap. LOL
ReplyDeleteThis is brilliant, Carrie! I love the concept of seeing through many eyes.
DeleteWe all could use a different view, so true!
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