The Veiled Gaze

Beneath the crimson veil, a world unfolds, A single eye, a universe of souls. Its gaze, a mirror, reflects the inner light, A silent witness to the day and night. The sky above, a canvas of soft hues, Clouds drift like whispers, secrets in disguise. The eye, a sentinel, watches with intent, A guardian of truths, both seen and meant. The red curtain, a symbol of the unseen, Hides depths that time and space cannot contain. The eye, a beacon, piercing through the veil, A reminder that all is not as it prevails. In this still frame, a journey begins anew, A path of introspection, where you and I, May find ourselves reflected in the gaze, A mirror of our souls, a timeless maze. For in this eye, the world is made anew, A tapestry of dreams, both old and true. Let us peer within, let us see and feel, The power of sight, the soul's profound appeal.