Perfect Soul Eyes
Perfect soul eyes
Gazing out my window,
My physical eyes see only,
Shades of blur.
The veil over my physical eyes,
Clouds nothing that cannot be seen,
By my perfect soul eyes.
Outside this window,
The field with majestic oaks and maples,
Speak to me with their proud core.
Purpling field grass sways playfully within my skin,
Hearty peach branches rich with juicy harvest,
Romance all of me.
My Perfect soul eyes,
See,
What physical eyes alone can never see.
That heaven is,
Me.
Outside this blurred window,
I see your nature face, hear your nature voice, feel your nature breath.
And through this blurred window,
The howling wind is whispering to me,
Every word that we have ever spoken.
So if you are the daring one,
Look out your window and ask to see,
From Your perfect soul eyes,
God…