for the fragrance of fresh blossoms
you spy soaring of birds
for the warmth of the blazing sun
you spy kites against the blue
for the cool breeze caressing your body
you spy wreckages in water
for the angry surging of ocean
you spy cobwebs in cracks
for the beingness of spiders
You spy tears in her eyes
For the pink bundle cradled in her arms
You spy tears in her eyes
For her lips touching his for last moment
You spy tears in her eyes
For no shade over her head
You spy tears in her eyes
For the meaningful music dawning on her soul
You spy tears in her eyes
For the eternal parting with her ally
You spy the smile on his face
For espying his angel taking her first steps
You spy the smile on his face
For his lips brushing with hers for the first time
You spy the smile on his face
For its all success embracing him in life
You spy the smile on his face
For fulfilling the pending avenge
You spy the smile on his face
For being the charming prince of their fantasies
whether butterflies or birds
Whether kites or wreckages
whether smiles or tears
whether or not you spy
the gospel sure is enclosed within the portrayal
at times revealed for the better
yet concealed for the worse
for better or worse all happens in our lives
For the existence of an irreversible reason.