Oh, the eyes!

My eyes can look beyond the clouds,

And Oh! your eyes say it out loud;

Holding the mystery, I want to unravel,

Distance so deep I ought to travel;

Shouting the words I can never hear,

Telling the story I want to endear;

Soul so pure and the heart so warm,

Oh, your eyes hold a violent storm;

Harmonizing with the vastness of ocean,

Your eyes hold a sea of emotions;

The pain and the misery make it cold,

I reckon it is the beauty that it holds;

Mirror to the soul, aisle to the heart,

Your eyes make my worries depart.