Another's Eyes

I could never survive Without another's eyes, Without a different view of the world Than my own. My gaze would turn inwards And rest only upon the flickering light Of my soul. A soul that is born Blind and unblemished By the colorful rawness of the world. A soul that teaches me nothing Of the nature of my fellow man. Only another's eyes Can help me become whole again. I must see the pain of loss Through tear-blurred lenses. I must feel another's eyes widen As they recall dazzling landscapes. I must feel another's eyes soften As they gaze upon a loved one. I must see through the fractured looking glass So I may not trod down the same tormented path as another. But most of all, I cannot survive without another's eyes For my soul and theirs meet For the first time When our lenses intertwine.