FOR THOSE WITH AN EYE TO SEE AND AN EAR TO HEAR

To see with the eye not through the eyes

Is to see all the lies

That abound

And to hear the whispering on the wind

With not the ears that can be seen

But with the inner ear within

Is to know the truths

To be found

In a paradise

Upon earth’s ground

For as William Blake once did write:

            The life’s dim windows of the soul

            Distorts the heavens

            From pole to pole

            And leads you to believe a lie

            When you see with,

            Not through,

            The eye.

And the pen is mightier than the sword

For the sword just kills

While the pen creates

And the battle grounds

Of times gone by

Are not for man against man

As is believed

But man against himself

The battles of his soul

To come to his self-realisation

Of his own creation –

Self.

Christine-Joy, 2013

(a.k.a. C J Lewis)