He is the eyes in which we all can see
His eyes witnessed Dante’s Inferno
His smile, a quiver of long absence and pity
He glances around at all the novelties
His demeanor, shy and hesitant, left years dormant
Fear, beauty, courage, endurance,
All etched in his grand personality
His soul, pure and unblemished
As the plumage of a white dove.
Assigned to a role never played or wanted
He shines as the reflection of the sun
On a first winters cape.
Having conquered adversity and polished his ipseity (1)
He is the son of all mothers
The hero of all nations
Divinity disguised in humanity
The one they want to embrace and protect
Sing and celebrate in hymns
He is grace, distinction and integrity
All chiseled in one.
The potential you could seek
If you stretched out, high up
And reached the peak
He is the eyes in which
We all can see!
Main Entry: ipseity
Part of Speech: n
Definition: selfhood; individual identity, individuality
Etymology: Latin ipse ‘self’