Every time my eyes open

I see the truth, the reality of life. The great hole that hides from
an open eye.

I see more than is, less than can be seen. The spirit that never died.
The pain that all must endure.

I see what can, but is lost without hope. The path that calls one's
name, but not so loudly.

Looking out of another eye, reality, life, truth, images, moments. All
is seen half blind.

I see the face without a name. Tragic moments played as normal.

I see through walls of stone. No ending of truth every time I open my
eyes.