Look at me;
Really look and tell me what you see.
Don't look through or beyond
Look at me;
Can you see past the blue and the blond?
Look at the perpetual joy;
A happiness that bursts forth,
From an ageless soul filled with kindness,
Infecting the surroundings;
The things that are seen beyond the flesh.
Do you see the empathy,
The sensitivity;
The grace with which was dealt life's struggles;
The triumphs;
The calmness that flows through me?
Have you pictured the serenity;
Have you discovered my love for art,
Language, cultures, peoples, history;
When I look at you,
Honestly, do you see what I see? |
