All Color Eyes – A Reflection

This poem titled All Color Eyes was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 9 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Three Page 84.  “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem.  I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

This poem All Color Eyes consists of seven stanzas with three lines each.  The photograph I choose for this reflection is of my eyes which look different for some reason due to weird lighting when I took that selfie…Eyes are very expressive….Studies show that beady eyes can be a sign of psychopathy in certain people but not a guarantee of psychopathy…Other factors would have to be present as well..This Poem titled All Color Eyes is intriguing because the reader wonders???…Could Akiane be discussing herself in this poem it is up to the reader to decide this and to Akiane to either agree or disagree.  The third stanza opens with these lines “looking at my rough draft of the bird i wish i knew how to paint myself”  This line says it all and is all of the third stanza.  To understand and appreciate this poem in its entirety you need to purchase your own copy of this book of prose from Akiane online.  To me the reader this poem describes the struggle of an artist to understand their own form.  Grappling with the reality that this artist cannot paint herself.  This artist can paint a bird yet cannot paint herself her own creature her own creation.  All an artist can do is create illusions create paintings and depictions of scenes and such around them.  Not one person can create a new living thing.  All mankind can do is paint and create illusions.  No painting no matter how lovely can capture the original art of the greatest artist whose name is God our creator.  The God of life is the greatest artist ever and we are all works of art.  Sadly many people go through life believing only what they want to believe and thus they live in a bubble of their own inventions.  Many today are captives of their own minds held captive by their own illusions.  Many today are delusional believing heaven is theirs for the taking regardless of the fact that many have failed to repent from their hearts from the use of birth control in all its ugly forms.  Many people look good on the outside but on the inside are grotesque mirages.  I borrow the words grotesque mirages from Akiane’s words “grotesque mirage” mentioned in this poem.  Too many today not only cannot paint themselves but are not able to recognize their own grotesque natures.  Many today are corrupted and vile and rotten to the core.  Many present as being good holy and trustworthy but are in reality nothing but ravening wolves in sheep’s clothing.  Many people have different shades to them and more than one color in their eyes.  Many eyes are no longer bright with the truth or life of Christ in them.  Many eyes today are black as coal with no life to them or in them.  I suppose if we could all paint ourselves what we would like mystically would not be as lovely or as pretty as one would think.  Many today have handsome or lovely exteriors but on the inside are black as coal or grotesque mirages.  Akiane painted a lovely self portrait and did a fantastic job and I would say it is a fair to say that Akiane is lovely both on the outside and on the inside.  Few today can claim this as too many are defiled by corruption in the form of vices in various forms.  The purest ones among us are the least among us the holy innocent children.  It is the least of these who are the greatest in heaven.  It is tragic that mankind has forgotten how to value and treasure the most important capital that cannot be found in banks or in gold or gems.  It is human capital that mankind has forgotten to value.  We are all works of art…As a thank you for reading my reflection enjoy my song titled Carnal Eyes which describes the problems of carnal eyes on carnal mankind both male and female…