Dear eyes

Thank you for all that you have seen

sometimes what is in front of you and sometimes beyond

like the time you witnessed a funeral procession at 4am

you and I couldn’t sleep, remember?

after all it was my first encounter with death

or the time I challenged the sun and you stared at it for hours at end

you burned while I proved my point that I wasn’t weak

I don’t remember the first time I looked into my mother’s eye

but you do, of course you do

and now you look into my son’s eyes

when he looks at me

a mirror, a reflection

you shed tears for me even when my heart refuses to accept the love

you are brave, you let me be vulnerable

do you remember the perfect moment

the moon was the only light

the water mesmerised you, us

the flow, the serenity, the magic

it lulled us into a sense of security

you

witnessed the first time I took something that wasn’t mine

and the first time they took something that wasn’t theirs

from me

people tell me you lit up like fire

in anger, in love, in desire, in passion

but you are full of judgement, they say

I don’t believe them

you are intense

but never judging

you have seen too much

some things you were not meant to see

other things you were forced to see

I smile as I remember

the first time you stumbled upon a word you didn’t know

you paced back and forth with frustration

but we read, you and I

kept on reading in the dimmest light

imagining worlds, getting lost in them for hours

always hungry for more words

for more knowledge

or the times you read a text that was heart breaking

the screen blurred

because it wasn’t meant to

hurt this much, the blame, the shame

so I wrote away the pain

and you watched the words form on the screen

sometimes with anger

sometimes with sadness

sometimes with longing

so

you are my witness

to a life lived

so

thank you for all that you have seen

are

and will.