light enters
passes through
hitting the lens for her to receive
images, dreams.
behind darkness of closed eyes
lies sight of the spirit
the pupil: a pitch black
channel of being-ness
window to the outside world
yet also portal inward
hidden in between blinking
are glimpses of feelings
an inner seeking
of truth
gazing through this gateway
she believes we are visionaries
absorbing and molding
beyond common reality
our eyes see, but are also
meant to be seen
dare to look.