Eyes, Ways and Hope
In the journey inward I found my habits,
My ways of living with the everyday,
My ways of seeing through another’s eyes. Her eyes.
In the journey inward I found my freedom. My ways of being content in going along. My ways of speaking of an eternal love. Her ways.
In the journey outward I found her words. My way of being alone with human fears. My way of listening for moments of joy.
Her hope.
David John Scanlon
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