The Essential Is Invisible To The Eyes Poem by josee dube

the essential is invisible to the eyes....


It is not about me....the most satisfaction i have in life is to give...make someone smile and happy and help....didn't happen that much yet but it will more and more...

Other then that I am fortunate enough and aware enough of what I have- my health- my brain- my senses my heart and a lot to give....

Using my brain enough to delet what is not necessary- erase the bad memory, keep the good to move forward. I have the urge to move things around, to make things better and also share in the deepest and most sensitive way, just brushing with the essential and feel the most simple and best connection with nature and love of all kind.

Laying down next to the person you love...feeling her without touching her, just a few inches away.... her eyes looking at you, briefly, looking down, because she is shy and moved...but you feel the same....

how pretty is she...it is not about her look, it is a little but more about how she moves you...She is so innocent and just young..not formed yet..not totally ready... but very sensitive....she might never belong to you again but you see her..she is just too cute...right before the butterfly comes out...it is coming out.. but still a baby butterfly...

I see it, I see me, I feel her, I feel me....

It is what you feel, is what you see...not what you see that makes you feel but what you see makes you feel it too.. she is beautiful for what you see and what you feel... because you feel and see it.