The Women With Sunrises in Her Eyes
They said open your eyes and let
beautiful things be understood by all you hope for and all you reach
for.
So you took your eyes and searched the
world around you for friends, for companions and those to love.
You took your dreams and reached
triumphantly for those to show you there's more beautiful beyond what
you know.
They asked your eyes to trail them and
said, “follow me and I'll show you all that's wondrous and majestic.”
You believed in grace without bounds
for you know that kindness can come as love and as a friend.
So you carried your sorrows with your
while you lost hardships and broken memories in the wind as if you
were chiseled by both opportunity and inspiration.
To lose all that you ever thought was
grievous and burdensome somewhere in the wind you knew, “nobody
knows which way the wind blows and that's how you knew those miseries
would be forgotten and lost forever.”
So you reached for brilliance and let
it touch you showing you all the beautiful around you, like the
intricate, texture to leaves on trees to the delicacy of the fairness
of human skin you found worlds you never knew of that had always
existed before your eyes.
I asked them if we're seeing life shown
more clearly and they said, “if this is heaven I understand why
some say we come from caves and others say we come from gardens but
both together may be closest to the truth.”
Then one day I saw her. She had hair
like wildflowers as if she adorned her head with all of nature she
felt was beautiful.
She had eyes like sunrises for when she
stared into me I could not feel anything but warmed as if it's like a
completely new day.
I said be her of God or man I don't
know but no one could be fairer to bless my walk through these woods.
So I asked her, “why does light seem
to rise itself from where I see you stare?”
She said to me, “I'm just planting
seeds and watching for the sky to have them grow.”
I asked her, “how is it women know of
the love such beautiful things?”
She smiled and said to me,
“because women are the mothers of men and without a heart you have
nothing to grow and without light you have nothing to grow from.”
I laughed and said, “I never had a
mother I felt had loved me, for she was torn between trial and
hardship and I always loved her and I know she loves me because
otherwise how could I ever love at all?”
The woman got more serious and asked,
“do you want to walk through these gardens with me past the woods?
There's a stream by the garden and we'll swim to forget these worries
and these pains.”
She took my hand and then I stepped
with her through the grass sidestepping flowers along the way.
We went through wilderness walking
between trial and difficulty until we found the garden she had spoke
of past the woods.
She showed me all the beautiful things she wanted me to touch. They were things I never knew at all and
always felt were beautiful. She took my hand and led me to the water
and said, let me swim with you and let the water carry us and let
these past things fall away somewhere beneath the riverbed.
So I stepped into the water and it
first felt cold yet I found when I stepped with her it never
mattered.
Then I found the secret and the truth
to all human life. It's that we can never truly ever be clean
without someone to love us and we can never truly feel clean until we
have someone that does.
For all my life I had searched for love
I never thought I had when it was in front of me every day in the
ones that care and the ones that take me with them.
I asked her then what her name was and
she said, “my name is like lily for I'm as delicate as a white
dove. I carry wildflowers with me because I'm as wild as a
wilderness for I see beauty in even the most common of people.”
Then I asked her who she loved and she
laughed and replied, “you're the first man who has ever been to
this river with me. Others have walked through the woods and even
one or two have been in the garden with me but you stayed until you'd
swim with me in the river.”
I then asked her, “can I swim forever
with you here? I've always loved a woman who likes lilies and
wildflowers but I really always just wanted to swim.”
She looked at me again and I saw the
sunlight I saw earlier in her eyes reflected from the water and she
said, “I've never much been a fan for water but we'll have this
stream as our sacred place we go to be alone together and what I
really want is to walk through the world with you.”
So then I took her hand and I walked
her through all the places I wanted to see, “the coliseums of Rome,
the Parthenon of Greece, the castles of Ireland and then the beauty
of the United States.”
Then one day I asked her when we went
back to our little river next to the garden why she wanted to see
such great things and she replied, “because I wanted you to work
for them so you'd be able to see them with me.”
I never knew how much she would help me
until I realized she was the reason I wrote this poem because I know
one day she will.
