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Care Verses/ Through
the Eyes of Blue
by Arthur N. Gottlieb, LCSW, CSA
How bold it must have been
A professional woman
Amid the conceit of men
Accomplished and refined
Her beauty transcended
Her current form
In throes of mortal failure
As she lay shaking
Turning towards me
In silent desperation
We met
Through eyes of blue
Where her soul dwell
Now trapped within
Her gaze
Reached through bars of steel
With face drawn and
translucent
She motioned me near
And whispered
Please… tell me a story
And so I shared
My only thought
A sonnet of Vivaldi
The flowery meadow
With colors of pastel
And flowing brooks of spring
As her eyes slowly closed
I took comfort
In her peaceful respite
As we walked together
Through a place
Without time or boundary
And for each a gift
That by her prayer
The jailor’s key had turned
Releasing her
For one final flight
Through this mortal kingdom
To be witnessed with clarity
And with grace
Through eyes of blue
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