They say the eyes are windows to the soul
But what of the stain, the color, the role?
Brown, blue, hazel, even red
Shades that dance inside thy head
Bards sing songs of ocean's hue
Of sapphire depths in eyes of blue
Storytellers speak of earthbound brown
Warmth found deep beneath the crown
Poets, we are many, yet all the same
Failing to stake but one true claim
For the hues we envision
the shades beyond our vision
So judge no eye by shade or stain
But by the soul that shall remain
Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 1:26 AM UTC
They say the eyes are windows to the soul
But what of the stain, the color, the role?
Brown, blue, hazel, even red
Shades that dance inside thy head
Bards sing songs of ocean's hue
Of sapphire depths in eyes of blue
Storytellers speak of earthbound brown
Warmth found deep beneath the crown
Poets, we are many, yet all the same
Failing to stake but one true claim
For the hues we envision
the shades beyond our vision
So judge no eye by shade or stain
But by the soul that shall remain