"A set of eyes emerge from the cave,
Looking out upon the land before him,
Eyeing the terrain to navigate his way,
To find what beckons his heart in.
Eyes glisten when he discovers his path
He steps out in to the heavy sunlight
The ground feels warm, he treads fast
The heat distorts his keen eyesight
He squints into what he sees before him
The target of which he is to acquire
He crouches to satisfy his whim
Hastily leaping for his goal like rapid fire
Will he capture his target ?
Or has he acted irrationally?
Has he descended into darkness?
Has he concluded his task successfully?
Time can only tell ...