Saturday, October 9, 2010

Your Eyes

"Senecio" by Paul Klee

I am so small I can barely be seen.
How can this great love be inside me?

Look at your eyes. They are so small,
but they see enormous things.


Elisabeth said...

Aren't our eyes a window to our soul. They see and they can be seen into. Thanks, Ruth and Rumi.

dirt clustit said...

Aye aye Captain

art can have so many different meanings it is so nice sometimes to be in agreement