Monday, April 13, 2015

the eyes that do not judge

it was late in the morning.
we were crossing the street
to go to the close by park -
a sound from a tall maple tree standing
by the street scared my daughter -
Two squirrels chased each other
screaming and crushing into the tree branches
and falling to the ground together and again
climbing back to the tree --.
We did not know if that was a giggle or a song
but it was something wild and pure -
Everyone and everything in your presence
can be brutally real and honest and truly gorgeous
and immensely creative when you look at
them with the eyes that do not judge.

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