Our words are simple.
Common are the thoughts expressed.
We speak of what we can,
Rarely of hopes or dreams.
Hopes unknown cannot be dashed,
Dreams unspoken cannot be lost;
But your eyes smile at me
And are answered with my own.
Beyond words, beyond dreams,
The eyes speak heart to heart.
Beyond words, beyond actions
Beyond what can be...
Beyond hopes unbroken,
Beyond dreams unspoken,
The eyes speak soul to soul
And still your eyes smile at me
And are answered with my own.
A young widow joins her aunt’s house-restoration project in the wilderness, determined to take a stand for independence, but two men have different plans for her—and so does God.
the eyes speak ---
a beautiful poetic motif
--john +