Some eyes can look at us and say nothing, they can be as ice, cold as metal, sharp as swords, dark as night, painful as a loss.
Or they can look with a warm look, huge as the sea, vast as infinity, tender as a flower, delicate, as love, and they can give so much…that I ask myself:
What will the look of the Spirit look like?
Only the one who prays and meditates, will know.
– Oscar Basurto Carbonell