He stopped and stared, never before had he ever been taken aback so much from such beauty.
She turned his way with eyes that lit up like a diamond in the sun. Such wonder these eyes held.
Love, understanding, but with a fire that burned so brightly of adventure and mystery. Longing for the unknown, never to settle, always wandering, learning, eagerly gazing over nature's beauty like it was her last day on earth.
Her eyes met his and in that brief instant his heart caught fire and shown just as bright as hers. She made him believe in something bigger. Something he needed so much back into his life was finally home again, brought back to him with just a look from the girl with the diamond eyes.

I am sorry.

Three words that can help heal
Yet we often find it so hard to utter
Our pride gumming up our tongues
So they lay silent, our lips mute
I have never understood that difficulty
To take responsibility
Regardless the action
We are built to withstand pain
Not create it

Look around you.

Pain is an art form
One we have perfected
In what could be the sunset of our civilization
We are still as un-evolved emotionally
As our dawning
Such great pains are taken in the name of progress
Foul atrocities that stain our hands
When working together, as one heart
One whole
We could have sparkled bright in these last rays
Instead we are judge and executioner
With little thought to how we will look
When that sun rises again