Pale Eyes
May 1, 2018
All Works out in the end
My friend said that to me on one summer’s eve
The words faded across my screen, her knowledge to lend
Ever since then it has remained in my memory, a small piece of me
When you are face to face with distraction and destruction
May you stare into its pale blue eyes, piercing your soul for your livelihood
However you fail to see the directions, it points in for your better instruction
You fail to see the imminent pain you will endure if you refuse to move from where you stand
The rocks will fall from the cliffs and the pale eyes will push you to drift
However all you will see from the hostility is the dust and the situations irreversibility
You will stumble and cough from the fragments, but you will see the hand of guidance point
And you will limp upon the path gleefully
For your body shall heal, time will pass, and the falters shall become a checkpoint
And in time you will realize that those light blue eyes
Meant more than an obstacle
But a helping hand helping you past the dangerous tides
And to a life that is much more bountiful