The Eyes of Texas

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Who better to see Texas for what it once was, what it became and what it portends to be? . . . . Who better than the pioneers and founders who first set foot on the empty vastness of an undiscovered valley along the Rio Grande?

THE EYES OF TEXAS

By Al Garcia

Who better to see Texas for what it once was, what it became and what it portends to be? 

Who better than the pioneers and founders who first set foot on the empty vastness of an undiscovered valley along the Rio Grande? 

Who better than those who struggled through the endless days and night that brought forth hardship and despair, and moments of regret?  How better to see than through the eyes that first saw the morning sun as it lifted itself from the bowls of the flowing river that quenched the thirst of virgin lands, hills and valleys along its banks?  Who better than the eyes of those that gazed upon the land and called it home long before the settlers came and took it all away? 

The eyes of Texas were large and brown and black.  The same eyes that once saw the building of pyramids and cities made of stone and gold, now looked upon an expanse beyond the river’s edge and saw nature’s treasures unfold before their eyes.  These were the eyes of Tejas – these were the eyes of our ancestors of long ago, who came and saw and conquered the wilderness and the loneliness, and planted the human roots that still grow today.  

When I hear the song “The Eyes of Texas,” I envision my ancestors looking down upon the green, green grass that grows, and upon the fields and pastures and the meadows that abound along the river’s course, and I imagine a sparkle in their eyes for the beauty that they left behind.  It is then that I also imagine seeing a tear escape the corner of their eyes, as they remember how it was all taken away without regard for all that they had done to make it what it is today.  How prophetic the words in the song, when the lyrics specifically say, “The eyes of Texas are upon you and you cannot get away.  Do not think you can escape them from night til early in the morn . . . .” 

A Texas tradition -- The Eyes of Texas is sung at universities, at football games and at graduations and even funerals.  But for me, it is a melancholy song that brings back memories of our Mexican pioneers, explorers and dreamers who saw what no one else had seen, and who planted the seeds of hope, expectation and belief.  Their eyes saw the valley and beyond.  Their hearts led them to the edge of a new frontier.  And then it was all just taken away. 

And still “The eyes of Texas are upon you.  All the live long days.  The eyes of Texas are upon you.  And you cannot get away” – from what happened in a valley along the river bank of the Rio Grande, so many years ago. 

Who better to see Texas for what it once was, what it became and what it portends to be – than the children of the dreamers who saw beyond the horizon?  Well, we are here.  We are proud.  We are the eyes of Texas. 


Submitted: May 24, 2021

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