Constitutions Eyes
Please, God why did you make our
eyes so different
having only one hobby in comon. A vision
of the whole
a vision whose details match only yours;maybe thats
the beauty of the world
because creative souls like mine send words
on a journey
a journey in a world where you meet people
everyday
a name,a face,a look of how people see each
other
through glazed over eyes-clouded our ability
to see deeper
deeper than how are you
deeper than just a hello
deeper than who are you
deeper than a beating heart
Alone until you say hello or the exchange of a
friend request
a simple word that sparks a convo that satiates
an empty space
a road filled with more memories
an invisible ray of light
a voice to comfort when tears won't stop coming
the gentle hand if fear comes up
walk out of the comfort zone. One street
where peace fills your lungs
expanding the darkness around gravitys core
grounded by few people
lifting us up
up into a place above the clouds
watch each element enter harmony
see the hidden passion
view specks of light
space is alive with
dust of our first goodbye
God the spy why do you hide
hide the facts of our innermost self
afraid of showing too much
too much
too fast
too scared
change our pace
hello old school meet the new;slow down
breathe and think who amI?
master the worlds vibrato
smarter know everything
ultimate renaissance man
making us fit into societies mold
take a step back
spy inside what makes up me
our desire to break the "supposed" to
more nuances more roots
find your ish
that niche
start one revolution
create your own constitution
amend paths
explore ask, go
beyond hello
beyond a name
God hands a tool
the ability to go old school
your voice
carried on by His words
drop that fear
just hear
learn who people are when
wifi is lost and
cell has no power
growing our friendship
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Thanks for reading, hope you liked my writing. Becca Joy