You saw into my  eyes rather than looking at them and then  me .  And…..

dare i say “Hello”  dear providence ?

Your knowingness is real .

Is there comfort in what  you see ?

I’ll share my heart  with thee

And then will you dance with me ?

The  wildness,  you see,  can subside and still be free .

when the moon calls to the spirit

And we cannot turn away

then there will be comfort with you dear Providence .

The Eye of the Heart