The window of a soul,

Is nothing more nor less,

Than the eyes of one's self,

The eyes of another.

 

They reveal so much,

Even what you wish to conceal.

You can cover with a smile,

Only real if it meets the eyes.

 

You learn so much,

From emotions they hold

Memories that will last,

Those to be forgot

Likes and dislikes of one's;

food, art culture and life.

 

A gaze so simple,

Has the power to connect,

Tell unspoken truths,

Though you utter no words.

 

Losing yourself in a gaze,

Is private, precious and peculiar,

It is a wonder,

We find our way out.