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14

 

Your Eyes

 

 

I've searched in faces everywhere
for eyes
that meeting mine engender
no surprise,
but joy and sorrow and a wish;
a longing that is flame,
consuming all that isn't,
illumining your Name.
To bring you love is but to offer you your own.
To worship is but yielding fruit
you've sown.
 
Your eyes, my love, are promises
of kisses
no mortal man can know.
Do I dare? Do I dare
to turn around in me
and set on trembling foot upon the path
known also as abyss
and face the windswept desolation
of my heart?
And could I think to win
where gain is loss?
 
Your eyes, my love, are portals
to unfathomed night
where purity in silence lies;
where light, one piercing ray
may turn my inner night
to brightest day.
--Sam Ervin

 

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