Look Into My Eyes
Outline
A colourful deer, their ears listening intently, looks on.
Time
Mid Morning
Place
A Magical Wood
Duration
A Few Brief Moments
Essence
Empathetic
Atmosphere
Enchanting
. . .
Not far from here, before this time, I heard the sound of war. During that period I witnessed nothing but pain and sadness for my kind, for human kind, and for the world.
Today I live with the beauty of flowers, and the scent that kindness brings. Let us never return to the ashen grey land of conflict and loss. My effort in my every moment, in my colours of self, in my most serious, tenacious place of being, is to share the need for peace.
