In His Eyes

In His Eyes
I see indescribable things
But the purpose is to try
That is the reason why
The poet dreams
And the musician sings

In His Eyes
I see many debotions
While the rest of the world
In themselves seemed curled
He provoked all
My heartfelt emotions

In His Eyes
Others would look
And not see what I did
Behind rhyme and facade he hid
In the language of the soul
I read his eyes’ book

In His Eyes
I saw indescribable things
But my purpose is to try
That is the reason why
He and I dream
He and I sing …

(c 27 January 1997, age 16)