As a little girl, I do not remember wondering what it was to be alone. Solitude was a word I read in an English literature textbook, mentioned in the classic poem 'Daffodils' by Wordsworth. And I knew then, that I hardly understand it's meaning.
What is it to be alone?
Then I grow up and go to college. Life is a busy mess for teenagers. Classes, books, friends, food, clothes, crushes, dance, more classes, more dance, camping, more camping and who knows what's being alone? There's no time.
But over the years, there comes a day when you stop on you tracks, look ahead and see nothing but a pair of eyes looking back at you in a way no one did. And the whole world you built zooms out of the picture. You are pulled into a space from where everything seems smaller, everything has little meaning, and the only thing that mattered was what was going on inside of you.
It is those eyes that show you that the world you built is incomplete without your soul.
And they show you that what you are, is what mattered most. They show you that everything is present, yes! But it all becomes real when there is a purpose inside you, that holds everything in place.
Those eyes force you to look within, to discover the person in this body, to protect it, mould it and every single time it is necessary, to give it pain and bear it, to break it and mend it, to drop it and make it stand.
Those eyes show you how precious you are, and how important it is for you to remain you; how you signify, justify the change for better and how necessary it is that you keep working no matter what.
It is those same eyes that make you look down at yourself, because they know the bad person that you are. But they also teach you to respect yourself because they believe in you. They reflect your worst but they also resonate your beauty.
It is those eyes that make you take decisions, that prepare you for tomorrow and provide a warming kindness on the coldest night. They are eyes that make you soft as flower and tough as a stone.
Those eyes teach you that giving is the greatest gift, that an honest heart is a rare treasure and that faith can literally change the face of the universe.
They taught you that people teach more than books, listening to your heart is more worth it than listening to your brain and that being weird was more important than being wise.
The eyes tell you that a touch of care is slice of heaven, a smiling face a universal cure and laughter a solution to any fight.
They make you see that when some people are concerned, there is no such thing as ego, where some others are concerned, there is no such thing as hate and where every person on the planet is concerned, there is no such thing as indifference.
Those eyes teach you to live. They make you live with yourself, for yourself and for every single thing that is meaningful.
Those eyes assure you that you would never, ever know what the hell Solitude is.
Because they are always watching over you.
Yes. Those eyes are love.
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25/06/2015
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