Through The Eyes Of Source Poem by Trina Graves

My physical eyes have limited sight
Filters of thought and belief blur my view
But if I look Through The Eyes Of Source
I will see everything clearly and true

To look through with the Eyes Of Source
I first need to change and lighten my mind
I let go of any not-good feeling thoughts
And think ones that feel better and kind

I talk to myself about things that are good
And things that I really appreciate
Then as I feel that upliftment in me
Through The Eyes Of Source I will vibrate

Looking Through The Eyes Of Source
It is easy to appreciate and expand
By noticing all the beauty there is
Wherever my enchanted gaze may land

Walking outside with Mother Nature
Using the Eyes Of Source as my looking glass
My vision sometimes gets blurred with tears
At the intense magnificence of everything I pass

With the colours, shapes, size and variety
Of the infinite abundance of nature's forms
From the majestic tall trees to a daisy in the grass
Looking Through The Eyes Of Source, my heart warms

In every face there is a simple beauty
The Eyes Of Source will always see
Wrinkled, scarred - it matters not
Even looking in a mirror at me

The intoxication I feel has seeped into my life
I am now selective on where my focus will be
I've lost interest in looking with my dull ‘human' eyes
As Through The Eyes Of Source I now choose to see