Such insight. So beautifully portrayed.
Each and every new day that dawns my fascination grows
With the mystical magic of our windows to the soul
These miracles of vision bestowed so graciously upon us
Never ending is my astonishment in what their beauty shows
They exist in a myriad of colors, with which to view the world
An inner beauty can be revealed and endless stories will be told
As if looked upon and reflected from unblemished mirrored glass
A treasure trove of heavy truths and secrets visually unfurled
Upon closer contemplation boundless knowledge can be gained
I cast my gaze upon the all telling orbs and examine close
As everything held behind them unfolds so entirely before me
Every fact and falsity instantly and unquestionably unchained
Anger can never be hidden and inner peace shines ever so bright
Honesty will be rewarded as surely as a liars eyes betray them
Fatigue is…
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