“Looking through rose-colored stained glass windows, Never allowing the world to come in………..so dim.”*
Sharp stabbing pain followed by a flooding of color into my dark world.
“Papa. I want your eyes.”
Immediate tears washed my cheek before coherence collided with my senses.
“Papa. I want your eyes.”
A sticky little thumb and finger reached towards my right eye, in an attempt to pluck it out. Sitting straight up in bed with eyes wide open I see the events as they are truly unfolding. A son’s sincere desire to see through his father’s eyes.
May my own desired vision be mirrored in his eyes.
“Give me Your eyes for just one second
Give me Your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me Your love for humanity
Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me Your eyes so I can see”**
*Rose Colored Stained Glass Windows by Petra
** Give me your eyes by Brandon Heath
nehrely there 