there you were, before me
your eyes looked into my soul.
I know,
though I can not share this with you.
I know,
though I wish I could tell you.
I know,
as I know your eyes can see my soul.
I can see and I know.
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the tear which erupted from your eye was but single
it forced its way fast, for it knew it would be cast aside
one quick stroke and it vanished.
you have become comfortable with tears,
a comfort no one should face.
your hand reacts automatically,
though your mind knows not its track.
it is sad.
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the hollowness
parallels the life
which shines
how can eyes be bright and dull simultaneously?
how can beauty be so sad?
how can I see your soul?
tell me,
please.
For I know much
understand more
yet am utterly confused
by contradiction
Journals Of Enreal 
The first step in resolving anything, i.e. contradiction, is to recognize and identify its existence. What a wonderfully poetic way to bring such to our attention. Thank You.
You are welcome, thank you for the insight and wisdom into my words… adds a great value!
Profound beauty….
knowing there is nothing to understand…
That is truly beautiful and thank you for seeing
A single bow…
To see with ones heart and not the mind,,,
I can no longer pass beauty without recognition.
to meet here where the stillness is dancing.
beautifully stated… you add a sadness, which is almost melancholy that in some way makes these words lighter. Thank you
beautiful emotions expressed here, enreal…
It seems, the more we think we know… the more we find we really don’t know much…. I think I give up trying to figure anything out…. too much doesn’t make sense…
Sometimes I think it never will, and then another comes along and speaks the questions I have oft asked myself, and that is an answer in certain way, because if another can think and wonder it makes me feel… wonderfully less crazy 🙂 thank you Sam… as always!