I See You

I see you. I am gazing into your vast dark with my white-blue eyes;

You of this viscous space.  You and your hand-made wise.

 

I fear you’ll shout, “Move along now! There is nothing here to see!”

Though you’d be wrong.  You’d be speaking only of the bark on the birch tree;

 

That sways and bends in the howling, blowing, keening wind … yet

Does not break.  It gives little shade to those who seek solace in the TV set.

 

I suppose I played an unplanned game of hide-and-seek.  Counting one, two, three.

Hoping mightily that none would try hard enough to find me.

 

I am tricky to find, you see, buried down and down, so deep;

Beneath years of books and words and thoughts piled steep.

 

We who dwell in the Land of Law we value thought and reason above all;

And strive from the first year in school to wrap emotion in a pall. 

 

Amid the soaring, sailing song, I heard a crack in my heart’s protective wall that did;

Allow a pouring out of pain, and love, and empathy amid;

 

A rip, a tear, a tiny thread pulled loose and the darkness deepened;

I saw clearly in each heart my own.  Seven voices rising did sweeten;

 

The sound of hallelujah rocketed, skyward on a river of song.

I see you.  I am gazing into your vast dark.  I realize it’s you, my friend I’ve known my whole lifelong.

2 Responses to I See You
  1. Marcia Mount Shoop
    November 12, 2012 | 2:12 pm

    Beautiful, Amy. I see you and “in each heart my own–yes, there is such truth in that. So thankful, still.
    Peace,
    Marcia

  2. Elise
    November 12, 2012 | 3:10 pm

    Beautiful – I recognize us all!

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