Soul's Window

In the depths of this eye, a universe resides, A world of wonder, where emotions abide. The iris, a canvas of intricate design, Reflects the soul's landscape, a story divine. The lashes, like delicate fingers, frame, The window to the heart, where love and pain entwine. Tears, like diamonds, cling to the lids, A testament to the beauty that sorrow brings. The gaze, a piercing beam of light, Illuminates the path, through the darkest night. In this eye, a reflection of the self is seen, A mirror to the soul, where truth is gleaned. The beauty of the human experience is revealed, In the intricate details, the story is concealed.