Monday, August 16, 2010

Brown eyes.

Brown eyes won’t you tell me
What is it that you seek,
What is that echo in your voice
I hear each time we speak.
Why is your gaze so wistful
When looking at your star,
Are you hoping for the answers
To find out who you are.

Brown eyes have you wondered
When rainbows light the sky,
Why if you try to chase them
Their colours fade and die
Or, on waking in the morning
A dream still in your head,
Although you try to hold it
It slips away instead.

Brown eyes have you pondered
When hearing breakers roar,
The miles they have travelled
To reach this distant shore.
Like you upon your journey
To who you want to be,
May lose your point of reference
Like those waves upon the sea.

Brown eyes life’s a journey
We started long ago,
Exactly where its leading
Not one of us can know.
So each day as you travel
Remember as you do,
It’s the journey that’s the joy of life
Not where its leading to.


Browneyegirl145 said...

As always Alan, I love your poetry...smiles...hugs...


Tami Snow said...

Gulp. Did you write this just for me? Awe. Thanks. This poem warms the very deepest part of my soul. Again, thank you.