Open My Eyes

“One of the deepest longings of the human soul is to be seen.”

― John O'Donohue

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I walk the streets of a strange place

automatically

as if on the roads of my rural home

I raise my hand in greeting

and look into the face of those I pass

nothing

eyes down

those who pass me

do not respond

they simply walk by

I am unseen

(at some profound level)

and perhaps

they are too

there is a sense of loss

a sense of fear

and detachment

and isolation

cars roar

horns honk

the space is full

and yet

somehow

empty

how the soul yearns to be seen

and this is something we each can do

we can open our eyes

and see those around us

see them with the eyes of the soul

see them

with empathy and compassion

and

reverence

O Sacred One

open

my

eyes