The untold existence of a situation welcomes in the fact of a happening.

It creates a movement of waves that direct you towards the right place.

The story of you is told in the midst of the forgotten love that you have for you or someone else.

I created you out of something, No, an Ideology that was mine.

The silence you experience is born out of the zeal that was born either out of your experience or just how you were made.

I love the story of you because it is an opening to

the story of me.

Although the story of me is not meant to be told

BUT

I tell it in relation to the story of you.

Stay clear of the green that
longs to take over the blue area,
it represents what should not be
forgetting that what would be
is also in existence.

The need to understand overshadows
the requirements for a person’s sanity.
Insanity probes, forges and let’s go
but does it stop in the midst?

In the midst, it grows and
reproduces but also, can be lost
in the midst of a deep gaze.

The deep gaze is that that
let’s us go on in the midst of it all.
In the midst of blue,
so many things happen but one thing is constant
jealousy would always be green and
blue peace and tranquility.

The essence of sight is not totally lost in
the moment when a mere moment
of objectivity is seen, felt, or
experienced through my eyes
which in turn brings forth the need
for justice to be seen, felt, or more so experienced.

It is never a crime to see one thing twice,
it’s just makes it twice as nice.
The first through my eyes, serves as a reason
for it to be seen the second time through your eyes.

Without a profound reason to see,
the need for sight would never exist
to let the existing reason be meaningful.
You have to see through my eyes
as it offers a comforting reason to
ensure that the journey is taken
on the road not often taken.

It’s not enough for you to validate
or guess a person’s experience
until the color of your eyeballs
matches the sincerity in theirs.
This concludes the art of seeing,
as it is always an Art.