Accepting all I’ve done and said
I want to stand and stare again until there’s nothing left out.
Whoa it remains there in your eyes
Whatever comes and goes I will hear your silent call
And I will touch this tender wall until I know I’m home again
it’s in your eyes …
In Your Eyes – Secret World Live – Peter Gabriel
Dear … mysterious known,
There is something about your piercing blues that have entered my daydreams over the past couple of days. Possibly because I am reliving a haunt from my past. Or quite possibly I’m projecting a future envision. What ever the reason I have seen my soul opening with a glance from your way.
It frightens me to think that I have projected you in my mind. The possibilities of the future is left to the dreamers … am I, or better yet, you one of those dreamers? I see you in the laughter of people around me and I hear you in their smiles. I want to stand and stare again in your eyes. But not knowing who you are makes me wonder where am I staring and where am I standing. And possibly … you are wondering the same thoughts.
The eyes are the window to the soul. That sounds so much more deep than I wanted to be. But if we can truly understand each other then shouldn’t we be able to understand our stares … our glances … our gazes. If I can’t look at you deeply and get lost in your stare then will we have a chance? With conversation, intelligence, wisdom and grace all being important aspects of us, if we can’t comprehend without words are we together?
I would like to think that being able to sit and look happily at you would be enough to sustain me. I would like to think that the physical, emotional and spiritual can be imprinted by you to me through a passionate gaze. I would love to see within your eyes “the doorway to a thousand churches,” A thousand places of peace, a thousand places of sanctuary. And maybe that is what I am missing in my searches for you.
In my rough placement for “the one” then I am possibly not seeing the fault in myself. How can I ask of you something I cannot do? I need to give the same temperament and treatment that I am expecting from you. And can you find that from me? Am I a sanctuary of a thousand?
So I will grow and progress to be that person. If you can accept me, then grow with me. Give me a chance and I will be a rock for you to find comfort. Then, when all is attained and adored, we will have “the light, the heat” and “be complete” in each other.
It’s in your eyes …