Soul's Ember

In the depths of your gaze, a flame burns bright, A fiery spirit, a heart alight. The iris, a canvas of golden hue, A masterpiece of nature, forever true. The lashes, like dark wings, frame the sight, As tears, like diamonds, cling to the lids so tight. The eye, a window to the soul's dark night, Yet, in its depths, a spark of hope takes flight. In this close-up, the world's din fades away, As the beauty of the eye comes to stay. A reflection of the heart's deepest pain, And the resilience that remains. A symbol of the strength that lies within, A beacon in the darkness, a light to win.