Your eye catches mine
And in an instant I am drawn
To your unblinking stare
Which digs deep into
My soul.
That eye drills
Into my very being
And holds me
To account.
Who could surmise
That such innocence
Was so omniscient.
I was travelling by bus when this child – no more than 18 months and sitting on its mother’s knee in front me, captured my attention, staring unblinking into my own eye. Seemingly the toddler could see my very thoughts. It was an eerie experience which I have remembered for years. I had to look away to break the spell. The title in the daily prompts brought it all back to me, now.
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