Poem: My Father's Eyes

My Father's Eyes

Words by Adreyo Sen
Image by Christine Stoddard
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Only in your eyes
can I touch the sky,
that you fear for me lets me
rend its thick curtains
with my fiercest cry.
A thing of beauty blazing pride
I return to your side.
I did not have wings when I 
began my glide.
Now I do.
I am no longer shy.
Let me be burnished
by your smile.

But I am not always
in your eyes.
And thus, without you
I cannot hope to fly.
For there are those who will not see
those wings that never were
a thing of reality
but for the moistening 
in your eyes.
Their scorn cages me and so,
mute, I know,
I am soiled, 
I am low.

And so, knowing,
I'll not always have your eyes
I think it better not to touch the sky
for to return denied
the warmth of your smile
would mean to resign
all only you could find
in the very little that was me.
I will not be
because you,
can no longer see.

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