The soul is the spirit or essence that is within each of us. Is that part of us that lives on beyond death. It carries all of our burdens, happy thoughts, despairs, accomplishments, and hopefully, all the beautiful memories that we made here on Earth.
Maybe, when someone looks into our eyes, they can see a part of our life that is already transcribed and imprinted within the soul. Of course, these are speculations on my behalf, but nevertheless provoking thoughts that could allow us to be happy about what we end up taking with us in our final day on Earth.
I looked into the eyes of the man I love, and I could see his kindness, love, gentleness, and believe it or not, I saw my home in his eyes. Not a physical home, but a home for my soul to rest along his, to hold hands with his, and to share new memories together.
I believe that his eyes foretold our love, our friendship, and our union. I love to look into his deep blue eyes. They have a calming effect during a stormy day, a relaxing look that lets my senses know that everything is alright.
How wonderful? How magnificent? To love and see love in the windows of my better-half’s eyes.