Why the Sad Eyes?


Take a look ‘into’ the mirror, what do you see? Take a deep look. Forget everything. Forget that sculptured nose. Forget your eyebrows, those Andalusian arches. Forget your sweet lips, those gateways to heaven. Forget that face, that splendid reflection of a desert moon on a forgotten mirage. Forget that hair, that forbidden desire. Look deep into the mirror. Deep inside your eyes. What do you see?

Now, why the sad eyes?

How can eyes so sad exist amidst all that splendor and glory?
How can a lone tweed exist amidst the Gardens of Eden?
How can Fall forget that it is Spring?
How can a barren desert dwell in a bed of roses?

Oh how strange this fortune is!
How strange is this era with you.. (or without you)!

It is an era where a wanderer strides in the Gardens of Eden in pursuit of a lone tweed. It is an era where the fallen leaves of fall are desired, leaving behind all spring. It is an era where a traveler wishes to be lost in a barren desert and forever forgotten.

Now look deep again; one last time. Are they still sad?