Serenity

“And I awoke with images of a distant land”

The setting sun across an idyllic landscape.

The gentle waves easing in towards the shore.

The flat sand, smooth as silk, yet solid as a a rock. The solid trees with branches gently swaying in the cool breeze.

Yet all I felt was the warmth of your presence, like you were giving the land the warmth of your embrace.

And then I saw an image of what looked like a beautiful nebula, stretching out before my eyes.

And then you drew me closer in.

To have a closer look.

And there I saw it.

And then my eyes looked upon it.

And then you spoke these words “the eyes have it”

For there I gazed with my eye upon your eyes.

Such intricate detail.

Such a mesh of the unknown meeting that which is known.

So many variations.

So many colours.

So much fullness.

So much revelation.

And then you spoke these words:

Your eyes form your worlds.

For some things are to captured.

Some things are to be revealed.

Some things are meant for revelation.

For you have seen the beauty of a far away land.

Describe it to them. Outline it for them. Tell them of the shapes of it. Tell them of the atmosphere. Tell them of the warmth of it. Tell them about what you see, what you feel, what you smell, what you hear. Tell them of what it is like to walk near the still waters. Tell them of what it is like to feel the coolness of the breeze in the warmth of this place. Tell them of the joy of the mist in the midst

And yet I have regard for you.

And yet you shall be my instrument.

For as your eyes open, you shall declare that which is eye opening.

For I have made you with precision, for this purpose.

As the iris opens in response to the intensity of the light.

And the eyelid serves many purposes.

And the eyelashes provide a means to protect from the dust and the dirt.

And there is clarity to the covering.