They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. That they show emotion and react instantly. One can peer into another’s windows but do they really see. What if the windows are closed. What if the blinds are drawn. Shutters down.
Windows aren’t always clean. Smudges of reality painted provocatively. Curtains of emotion hang loosely at times and can be drawn too quickly.
My eyes are blue. My lenses are plastic implants. Sometimes the colour blue runs. Sometimes.
We see what we want to see and choose what we like to see and what we don’t. Eyes wide shut. Windows can be dressed. Things can be missed in the blink of an eye. We watch and we are watched.
Wide eyes. Closed eyes. Open to view eyes. Crying eyes. Happy eyes. Desperate eyes. Calm eyes. Knowing eyes. The all seeing eye.
Windows wide open shut tight with bright light. We can close them or open them. We can look through and into them. We can see if we choose to.
There is an interesting quote by Pauli Coelho : “The eyes are the mirror of the soul and reflect everything that seems to be hidden; and like a mirror, they also reflect the person looking into them”
Windows, mirrors, eyes. How we use them is unique. Silent wonder. At times in awe. To see is a gift that most take for granted. The light and the darkness hidden in the shadows of the eyes. The look that speaks a thousand words in one stare. Use them wisely as you never know who is looking.
Glistening windows inside and out. See them, respect them as you also never know what they hide or mask. If they smile then smile back and if they don’t then smile anyway.