Eyes see.
But how?
Rose-coloured
Misty-eyed
Skewed
Clear
Filtered
with what?
Unbiased
Sentimental
Prejudiced
Discerning
Judgemental
Objective
How do you see?
Are you sure?
How are you seen?
By whom?
How do you see yourself?
Truly?
All eyes wear lenses.
Which will I don today?
Dawn lays upon the land like a benediction Distant hills are etched in purple against the pastel sky Pristine New made Pure. Breathe it in
I had been in this descending tunnel with Him before. It was dark, rough-hewn, marks of its working still visible on the stone walls. We
Did He say, when contemplating Incarnation, “Father, I go, of My own will, true. Yet I cannot help feel that You send Me away.” Did
I love the various colours of life. They bring such vibrancy and joy. I have found that God is the Source of all the colours that make life worth living.
