The Eyes of Love

Many years ago, at the origin of the world, humanity didn't need eyes, only the Gods could see.

Touch, smell, hearing, and taste were so refined that men and women could experience and enjoy the beauties of the planet in the best possible way.

Humanity had developed a superfine intelligence, capable of discerning right from wrong.

One day, the Goddess of Love fell in love with a young man.

She drew him to her with her singing, her poems, and her inebriating scent.

The boy could not resist the Goddess, he fell in love with her and one day he said: "You are beautiful".

“How do you know I'm beautiful? “ Asked the goddess.

"Your soul is beautiful, your voice and your skin are beautiful" answered the naive boy.

The goddess was happy, but it wasn't enough, she wanted him to see her hair, her skin. She wanted to see admiration and adoration on his face.

But the boy had no eyes to see, only hands to touch, a voice to sing, an intellect to understand. The goddess considered this an injustice, and she asked for help from her father, the Only God.

The Only God smiled and looked at her daughter fondly. His great golden eyes were clear and burning:

“Dear daughter, you are too young to understand, your love is as tenuous as a candle flame, you will soon meet other boys and forget this one. Humans are fragile and changeable creatures, we have given them everything they need to make them live happily. They don't need eyes."

The Goddess, disappointed and angry, returned to her boyfriend. She hugged and kissed him, breathed in the scent of his skin and when he fell asleep in her arms, she cried.

As her tears streamed down the boy's forehead, she too fell asleep.

Upon her awakening, the Goddess looked at the face of her lover, and her heart was filled with joy.

The boy, slowly and fearfully opened his eyes for the first time.

One eye was deep and dark, black as the sky at night, from its depths reflecting strength and confidence, wisdom and patience.

One eye was clear and light, blue as the sky by day, on its surface reflections of kindness and mirth, love and comfort.

The boy looked at the Goddess and admired her beauty, hugged her again, and thanked her for the great gift that she had given him.

The boy admired the world, the animals, the plants, the sky, and the sea, and his eyes filled with joy and tears.

For the first time, he saw his mother and his brothers. He could make out the color of their hair.

Then he met a girl. Strong as the sun and fragile as the moon. She could not see him, but could hear, understand, love him.

The boy returned to the Goddess, thanked her again for her mercy and kindness, and asked her to give eyes to the girl.

The Goddess was horrified. Her big golden eyes looked into the eyes of the boy: in the black eye she saw betrayal, while in the blue eye she saw selfishness.

The anger of the Goddess unleashed storms, winds, and whirlwinds. She thought of gouging out the eyes of the boy and depriving him of her gift. But the Goddess of Love was not allowed to harm humans. So she returned to his father, the Only God.

“You were foolish and impulsive and disobeyed me. I will not punish the boy because of you. You did not appreciate the love he offered you, you were vain and superficial, and he only learned this from you. Now with his eyes, he has found another beauty. Do not worry dear daughter, when the boy dies, everything will be as before".

The Goddess of Love cried for days, should she have waited for the end of the boy's life and watched him love another? And how could the girl love him if she could not see him?

The Goddess fell into despair and cried and cried again, and her tears furrowed the rivers, and then the seas rained from the clouds, and in the deepest sadness, she thought that those who had no eyes could not cry.

So in her immense mercy, she decided to give another gift to humans: to give everyone eyes.

From that moment, human beings would have eyes to see, eyes to fall in love, eyes to deceive, eyes to delude themselves, eyes to be blinded by love and hate, and eyes to cry bitter tears.

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