What's in a soul
That we find of such interest
Captivating and consuming
If the eyes are its windows
What do we hope to find
For even windows tell lies
About what is within
We see what we want
It stands to reason to believe
That eyes are not the windows in fact
But they are the illusion makers
And perspective shapers
The eyes hold other eyes
Convincing while locked
Displaying what is meant to be displayed
The soul stands on its own
It is not shown until it is desired to be shown
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 12:55 AM UTC
What's in a soul
That we find of such interest
Captivating and consuming
If the eyes are its windows
What do we hope to find
For even windows tell lies
About what is within
We see what we want
It stands to reason to believe
That eyes are not the windows in fact
But they are the illusion makers
And perspective shapers
The eyes hold other eyes
Convincing while locked
Displaying what is meant to be displayed
The soul stands on its own
It is not shown until it is desired to be shown