Criss-Crossing Jordan

Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant? - Thoreau

look into my eyes

eyes that look, see, cry and die

eyes that cannot lie

Author's Note

"Nature doth thus kindly heal every wound. By the mediation of a thousand little mosses and fungi, the most unsightly objects become radiant of beauty. There seem to be two sides of this world, presented us at different times, as we see things in growth or dissolution, in life or death. And seen with the eye of the poet, as God sees them, all things are alive and beautiful.+ - Thoreau