Part I, Through Soul’s Eyes, is the inner journey: Expressed through poetry, metaphor, and song. It moves through the emotional and intuitive terrain where transformation first begins—internally, beneath the surface of daily life.
Part II, Broken Wing, will follow later this weekend: The next piece turns outward. It’s a more grounded, philosophical essay on kindness, politics, consciousness, and the distortions we carry collectively.
Together, these two reflections form a mirrored pair—the inward shift that reshapes perception, and the outward understanding that emerges once our way of seeing has changed.
I. Through Soul’s Eyes: On Seeing Beyond the Surface
I wrote Through Soul’s Eyes today, during a time when I feel myself shifting into a different kind of awareness. I am beginning to recognize that my old ways of seeing are no longer enough.
This song began as a rhythm in my body, as a feeling I couldn’t shake. It kept returning to me over the last few days. I began humming along to the words before I knew what they were. I’ve been incredibly busy—work, school, family, housecleaning, holiday planning—too busy to even think about writing. I didn’t have the time to write or think this through until today. Yet the melody found me and the words soon came with it. They entered my subconscious, pushed their way into my body, and practically possessed me until I allowed them free expression. When I finally sat down and wrote this song, the words took flight and told me what to write.
Beneath the melody, the rasp, and the nighttime atmosphere, there was a single question running underneath everything,
What would it mean to see myself—and the world—without the distortions that pain, pattern, and history place over our eyes?
Most of us learn to navigate life through reflex—through everything that hurt us, shaped us, protected us, and everything that we inherited emotionally or culturally. We respond from memory rather than presence. That’s human, but it can also trap us inside versions of ourselves that no longer fit.
Through Soul’s Eyes is about recognizing that trap and stepping out of it.
The imagery of nighttime, moonlight, flight, and alchemy wasn’t written just for sound or poetry. These are metaphors for the uncomfortable but necessary process of inner recalibration. The “starless nighttime” in the song isn’t about mystique; it’s the darkness we meet when clarity is lost and we’re forced to rely on intuition instead of certainty.
Seeing “through soul’s eyes” is really the act of relearning perception—approaching our lives, relationships, and patterns from a place less shaped by fear and more shaped by truth. It’s breaking cycles not through force, but through recognition. Through finally understanding why we repeat what we repeat.
Maybe that’s the real alchemy—the moment we stop running from the dark and we start letting it teach us something.
Writing this song reminded me that transformation rarely arrives with celebration. More often, it arrives quietly—in reflection, in doubt, in silence at midnight, in the recognition that something in you is ready to rise even if you don’t feel quite ready to rise with it.
This song is a small piece of that journey.
We don’t transform by instantly becoming different people. We transform when we finally see who we’ve been, face our shadows, and rise through them.
*Lyrics* ✨👁️✨ Through Soul’s Eyes My heartbeat syncs with the sky, feathered wings remembering how to fly. 🐦⬛ Restored—breath returning, alive. (Learning… but still I rise.) ✨🌙✨ Beneath the dark of night, ascending into lunar light— guided by the soul’s own sight, spirit lifting into flight. (Ohh—yeah… uh huh.) Sensing… seeing through soul’s eyes. Visions drift like kites released into starless nighttime— emerging through reflection. (Mmm…) Alchemy rising under moon’s rite, the earth shifting with renewed sight. 💫💖💫 New life arriving through soul’s eyes… ohhh… Ohhh—seeing through soul’s eyes. (Yeh… seeing through soul’s eyes…) Learning love without the need. Freedom sweet— connection everything. ✨🔥✨ Dancing between affection and release. Still, I wonder… in seasons of darkness, will I carry the eternal flame or lose myself—lose every gain? My heart yearns for greater love… yet falls to the same refrain. I see the cycle—break the chain. Wisdom whispering, guidance claimed. 🔥🌙🔥 Sensing… visions cast like lost kites in deepest skies of starless nighttime… (Mmm…) revealed only in reflection. Alchemy rising under moon’s rite, the earth ignites with awakened light. New life arrives through soul’s eyes… ohhh… (mmm… yeh… through soul’s eyes…) ohhh… (Yeah… feel it…) 🌸🌺🌸 Bloom where silence grows. Cry… rise—let it show. (Mmmm…) Sensing… seeing through soul’s eyes. (Take me there…) Visions moving in starless nights. (Yeh… Mmm…) Alchemy waking the flame alive. ✨👁️✨ Ready to listen… align… and fly. Seeing through soul’s eyes… (mmm) ohhh—through soul’s eyes. (Yeah… remembering now…) Seeing through soul’s eyes…
