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A poem perhaps for the wonderful travel retail community. Thank you to Martin Waldron, ex-Aer Rianta International, for the source.
The Eye of Soul
(Abridged Edition)
I judge you not by what you wear,
Whether your garment is of rag or riches,
Or your skin is of a color white or black,
Whether you wear some gold or trinkets,
Or decorate yourself with stones and diamonds,
I see you with the eye of Soul.
I know you, for who you are inside of you,
Not for your smiles, for smiles could be false,
Not for your looks, for looks could deceive,
Not for your appearance, for that won’t last,
And not for your clothes, for that only covers.
I see you with the eye of Soul.
I am a friend to that inside of you,
Indifferent to your dose of limitations,
Forgiving to your human flaws of character
Unyielding to rumors and gossips about you
For the eye within sees even more,
I see you with the eye of Soul.
By Oliver O. Mbamara
Culled from the book, LOVE POEMS and QUOTES by Oliver O. Mbamara ©2003