Soul's Window
Reflection
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.