Eye To I

 

Sighted sighting, meeting eyes,

noticing a smile so wise-

lightless light from this one flies

silent strains of knowing rise.

 

In that time transfixing buys,

hoping to eschew disguise,

cutting egotistic ties,

gazing 'cross the gap that lies

between us and contains our cries,

sometimes bears aloft our sighs,

Clumsily each of me tries

self in each to recognize,

gracefully transcend the “I”s.


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