Soul's Aperture
Reflection
In the depths of your gaze, a world is born,
A universe of emotions, forever sworn.
The iris, a canvas, painted with care,
Reflects the beauty, and the pain you bear.
Tears fall like rain, a sorrowful refrain,
As the soul's aperture, reveals its deepest stain.
The lashes, like brushes, stroke the air,
As the eye, a window, shows the heart's despair.
Yet, in the darkness, a glimmer shines,
A light that guides, through life's troubled shrines.
The eye, a mirror, reflects the soul's plight,
A story told, in the language of the night.
In its depths, a world of emotions reside,
A tale of love, loss, and the heart's inside.