Do you just see the muddy road?
Or
the colour of a glass of chocolate milk?
Do you see the dark grey stormy clouds
or
the shining silver lining behind?
Do you see derelict buildings
or
The opportunity to build and repair?
Do you smell the stench of rotting vegetables
or
The joy of having a bowl of fresh organic salad
Do you see the creases and crows feet
or
The tiny spark of hope in the eye
Do you see unpainted, uncared for feet
or
The story of strength behind
Do you see anger spent
or
The years of abuse lying dormant
Do you see tired hands
or
A labour of love
It's not just the physical eyes that need to see
but
The eyes of the Heart
See beyond the outer
And learn to read between the lines
Look for whats not obvious
And start seeing that which begs to be seen
Or
the colour of a glass of chocolate milk?
Do you see the dark grey stormy clouds
or
the shining silver lining behind?
Do you see derelict buildings
or
The opportunity to build and repair?
Do you smell the stench of rotting vegetables
or
The joy of having a bowl of fresh organic salad
Do you see the creases and crows feet
or
The tiny spark of hope in the eye
Do you see unpainted, uncared for feet
or
The story of strength behind
Do you see anger spent
or
The years of abuse lying dormant
Do you see tired hands
or
A labour of love
It's not just the physical eyes that need to see
but
The eyes of the Heart
See beyond the outer
And learn to read between the lines
Look for whats not obvious
And start seeing that which begs to be seen
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