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Sunday, 2 September 2012
Soul windows
I have been giving this topic a bit of thought and wanted to share my views to whomever cares to read it. It has long since been said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Yes, I do believe this is correct. However, there are some cases where the eyes are the windows to the emotions and heart along with the soul.
My eyes, which were blue when I was young, and have now become green, have this remarkable ability to change colour, and yes, I know what you are thinking - big deal, mine changes when I wear a particular colour. My eyes however, have an additional little trick, they change colour based on the current state of my emotions and that of my heart. My eyes can change from green and gold, to silver and gray, to bright blue in the space of an hour - if I were ever to go through that amount of emotions at once.
My boyfriend has noted these changes also, and often rely on the betrayal of my eyes, to know what my emotional state is. The best part about him is, he has the same genetic anomaly with his eye colour. He has dark eyes, and always believed that was it, until one night I realised that they have also changed colour, and have remarked a variety of colours since then. Betrayal from both our eyes to each other...
So I have been giving the topic of "eyes" a good think over.
A person can have beautiful eyes, and it can be complimented and remarked often, however, their eyes are not a gift to them, it is in fact a gift to the rest of the world. It is a physical property that is basically exclusively enjoyed by others. A daily blessing to those whom are lucky enough to see them, and really pay attention to them.
I can look at the world, through the most beautiful eyes, and see only pain and destruction. I can look at you with the eyes of the most staggering blue, but in my heart I am bleeding and broken. A man can look at the world through the darkest of eyes, and see happiness and joy.
Eyes are a deceptive part of the human body. A remarkable illusion. A story. A sonet. A lyric. If only we paid closer attention.
Your with gold and green eyes,
Ry
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