The Eye

The Eye

We meet
betwixt, between
this two-way mirrored miracle
of waking and of dreaming sight,
my “inner” and my “outer” self.
We are one whole.
Let’s celebrate the eye
in all its shapes and colors
and what’s behind it and in front
of this true mirror of the soul.

Ute Kaboolian

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