Those eyes watch me

a poem by Maryse Saldanha

The children play in the beautiful garden
Fearless and happy, sweet smiles light their face
I stand by and watch their playful song
Innocent little blossoms at play

Not far away by the garden fence
A pair of soulful eyes I see
It watches their moves, then rests on me
I try to hide, who is it that watches me?

Then I see a different sight
A deep and wide black hole
It makes me afraid I try to run
I am caught at its center alone

That pair of eyes they watch me still
Is it concern or indifference I see
They seem so kind yet I shrink away
The dark hole now engulfs me

Deeper I fall I look for something to hold
But the darkness has blinded my eye
Fear grips my heart with every moment it grows
Those eyes through the darkness shine

Then sweeps down a hand it holds me still
Great calm and peace I feel
I swim in the fluids of my mothers womb
Close to her heart, its rhythmic beat

The hand guides me back I see the sun
The children continue to play
I turn to look at those eyes, they smile
Together our laughter rings