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I walk around seeing through these eyes but they aren't me...
There is something much deeper than those eyes that see...
If you look into the eyes of someone and deep into those eyes,
That is where the souls true self can be seen...
I walked around for years seeing things and when I looked in to a mirror...
The person I saw, seemed somehow, just a shell I am using...
Curious that fellow, he doesn't seem to be the real me, but everyone else says it is...
I see those hands doing things, and see the strength they have and wonder if that is the real me? I think not...
They are only there for making things, fixing things, holding others hands, or wiping away a tear, theirs or mine...
They get dirty, they get clean, they hurt, and now parts of them hurt no more...
They get injured, and they heal, funny that, I wonder how that happens...
And it is curious how they sometimes don't leave a scar and other times they do...
I see those feet and wonder why they used to hurt so bad, but now, I can no longer feel most parts of them...
Yet they function well enough. Are they the real me ? I think not....
That face, the nose and ears the mouth, the beard, are they what I am, are they the real me. Probably not...
Curious that fellow standing there, I feel what he feels, but I feel a lot more...
It shows in his eyes sometimes, how I feel, when they leak...
I see what he sees but oh so much more, he sees a wrong, but I push him to make it right...
He always did heed my demand for justice, right from the very start...
I think he always felt the injustice almost as much as I do...
He sees things and doesn't always react immediately, but I let him know, 'cause I bend him in his mind.
He always listens in the end...
I've learned that he is at my beckon call and I am learning how to make him react even sooner now...
Maybe he can hear me thinking and knows I will not relent, so he does something sooner...
Curious this body I use...
It IS me, but it is not...
No matter. This vessel will do for now...
That mirror sure does reflect a strange fellow though, he seems to look wiser as he grows older...
I only hope he truly is becoming wiser...
A good sign though, lately he has been looking for me...
Every once in awhile he sees me very clearly. He calls it, finding himself...
But it is really Soul searching...
If you look real deep. You can see me through those eyes of his...
I'm back here...
Even he has seen me...
Curious that, I wonder what HE thinks when he sees me...
Look closely into his eyes now...
I'll be seeing you too...

------
Daniel Lloyd Kennedy


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The following comments are for "Souls Eye View"
by daprdan

Dan's eyes...
Dan,
Where do I start? I can understand this completely. I almost feel like I wrote this. Does that make you a little crazy? I hope not, I have cornered that market. It was beautiful to be able to take a peek inside of you. I see now why your words always reach me. Wonderful!

Nae

( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: September 18, 2004 )

Dan's soul
It takes courage to be introspective in my view. It takes even more courage to write about it. a lot of people are afraid to look inside themselves. I like this very much because it speaks to my soul as well.

( Posted by: DieBaronHobskewward [Member] On: September 18, 2004 )

Thank You All...
Lilia, yes, lately I have had occasion to do just that... This introspective search was started sometime ago, but has again, fervently surfaced and I thought it was time to document parts of it, in hopes that it will help others to start their own search...

Tina, Thank you so much for stopping by, especially when your time is limited... I hope things will settle into a successful rhythm for you soon... And I'm glad you enjoyed this...

Nae, I'm very happy that you could relate... I wondered if anyone else felt like this... At first I was very anxious about why I felt like this, but after much studying, (through the last 10 years...) I have come to realize this is not my first time here, and probably not my last... So hope you might understand a little more from this writing...

DB, Thank you for understanding and yes, at first I felt like I was on the outer edge of reality, then I finally realized, Hey, I am and it feels right... so that's when the journey began... Documenting just seemed the right thing to do...

Claire, You are always so kind, and I hope one day I can share all that I see through these eyes... I've read nearly everything of yours at least once, and have seen that you are in accordance with most of what I have shared as well, in your writings... Thank you for always being there...

Lucie, I guess I hoped to help others see the need to look inside as well as outside... It certainly has helped me to understand more of the reasons people do what they do... and why we react to things the way we do... Still a long way to go, but, I think I'm now going in the right direction for making things better... Inside... I think it is more our own perspective of what is going on, than it is the situation itself...

( Posted by: daprdan [Member] On: September 19, 2004 )

Daniel
You have a beautiful soul. It shows in this poem you wrote and shared with us. I have to agree with Lilia about the spirituality of this piece. The first line is what caught me, it's a remarkable line.

( Posted by: rainierthisyear [Member] On: September 24, 2004 )

dan
You know what I love about the way men write? They are more open and honest than most women. I read the truth, the pain, the questions that stir their souls, and it is always beautiful.

( Posted by: jade [Member] On: September 25, 2004 )

To Both Thank You...
RainierThisYear, I seem to have been searching for a very long time for something... but in the last ten years or so, that search has seemed to have turned inward... my thoughts are even more numerous now... writing them down helps differentiate facts from theory for me... Thank you for stopping by and reading, I hope you too will look inward...

Jade, Thank you for reading and the comment... I believe the writer, but especially the poet is the open one... woman or man, the poet, believes what they write... It usually is a bare all, this is how I feel, I don't care what others think anymore attitude, that the poet feels they must be honest... and the more they write, the more open they become as well... As to the truth the pain and questions, that is an observation I have not had occasion to ponder... but I believe it is an individual, not woman or man thing for these considerations, for I have read many things here on lit.org from women, that ring of all three, resoundingly...

Thank you both again for sharing you time to read and comment... It is greatly appreciated...

( Posted by: daprdan [Member] On: September 25, 2004 )





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