say the eyes are the window of the soul
as I sat across from him all I could see was emptiness
was no sparkle of life, only emptiness of being lost
stained eyes, with a permanent strain from the bottle
could change his eyes I wondered,
I remembered a time when I could not see
time when that was me,
I received my sight by Jesus
was blind and empty
like my father
asked His son to take my life
Holy Spirit to take my will.
And my eyes, He did fill.