SOB ( / Galway, Ireland)

These Eyes

these eyes, the spyglass of tomorrow's horizons
gazing today, even now, bronze-bound discs of living glass,
glazed and rimmed in the hazing blast of yesterday's furnace
to see, not merely with eyes of insentient flesh, but with sight
kilned in every crucible stumble of a pilgrim's broken journey,
shaped and formed by the guilt of a thousand more than countless
failures, tempered by the brutal pain of climbing beyond
hopelessness and helplessness, vision honed in the staggering
through the darkness of night and soul where a single candle
would be a home, would be a lover, would be salvation.

To see with eyes unclouded by the doubt of those
whose envy strands the ligatures that would bind
my future to my past. No, through the murky shadows
of today, I force these eyes to look upon, to discern
that coruscating vision of tomorrow, forging triumph instead
from every painful stride of yesterday.

by Seamus O' Brian

Comments (25)

Wonderful writing Seamus 10 out of 10 THANK YOU FOR SHARING MARIO ODEKERKEN
To see with eyes unclouded by the doubt of those whose envy strands the ligatures that would bind my future to my past. No, through the murky shadows of today, I force these eyes to look upon, to discern that coruscating vision of tomorrow, forging triumph instead from every painful stride of yesterday. Beautifully Expressed.... Congratulations for the poem of the day
- -To see with eyes unclouded by the doubt of those whose envy strands the ligatures that would bind my future to my past.- - Wow.... a wonderful poem with great truth, It takes the reader into a state of meditation. The lines quoted here should be an eye opener for many. Congratulations......
Ah, Seamus O'Brian, you have a poet's heart indeed! Wonderfully expressed, with power and passion...
My dear colleagues, As we stumble together, somehow bound together from every corner of this world, following the canyons of our various lives, sometimes seeing the path plainly illuminated before us, sometimes struggling blindly, feeling our way with fingertips in the darkness, each of us separate and distinctly unique, but bound together in one heart. All with such a varied perspective of the universe, and beautifully individual in our expression of what we have found along the way, what we have seen, what we have felt. Beauty and pain, passion and loneliness, power and fear, all of the fullness of the experience of living, poured out in our words and painted in our poetry. All so different, and yet all so powerfully united in our collaboration of art. I am humbled, and yet so greatly privileged to collaborate with you, to share this journey with you. Thank you all for making my world more beautiful.
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