empathy’s eyes

Empathy’s eyes
don’t see you posturing
ready for the next fight.
They don’t furrow in frustration
willing your fury away
or passing it onto the next
unsuspecting passer by.
Instead the soulful windows
look into your shifting glance,
wondering what woes
and traumas
triggered this tantrum.
These eyes beckon,
searching for acknowledgement
and acceptance.
If we walked the same path
we’d understand.
You are right
to feel the way you do.

your turn

do you wonder what the other person is going through when they lash out? what brings out your empathy?

Mirrored Passions.