“ A Woman’s Mind ” ~ discerns neath the surface ~

There’s a place
In a women’s mind,
Has visual acuity
Which envisions,
The innate grace
Of another’s face,
Neath the surface
Of a ravaged hide,
Discerns axiom’s bide…

‘Tis said her insight
Detects beyond
The fated decline,
As seen thru her eyes
Points to hindsight
That enables obscure,
The scaring havoc
Of life journey’s tour,
Save lives within
Speaks clear of time
Marred by chagrin,
Finds actuate her acuity!

“ Look At Me ” ~ beneath the surface ~

 

If you should look

Beneath the surface,

You’ll see likeness

Didst hardly fade,

Despite time past

Held so its shade,

Though failed spare

Held masquerade,

Altering whole

The sum’s façade,

While signs of ware,

Offers but a shadow

Of my enduring soul!