May 28, 2019Poem
It is in the eyes
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It is in the eyes
A well to fall into
A journey without end
A million stars
To wish upon
A whole universe
Of infinite possibility
A quickening
Subtle pulsation
The cradle of life
Atoms in molecular
Design
Mirrored in resolve
A surprise dilation
In several dimensions
A multiverse
Of spacial awareness
Subsumed into
A stereoscope
Of endless wonder
Liquid colours melding
Into a mystery
Of harmony
A cosmos, unbound
Nothing remains still
Everything floats
In perceptual motion
Rapturous emotion
With the power
To enslave
The devotee
With a glance,
Even in sadness
Until the end of time.