Eyes
Cerulean skies spread wide
Bespeaking a mysterious land
Speckled clouds of indigo
Drift just beyond my touch
As if by resonance unseen
Fine veils flutter in the wind
Grey pools, bestirred by echoes
Unheard in stirring silent depth
Silvered forms languidly drift
Silent beneath the surface
Dark spires pierce the calm
Tracing paths of thought
Emerald fields lie sparkling
Soft among earthen flesh
Wrought like fine lashes
Tendrils dance to life’s breathe
As fields of white bound
The warm security of life
Pale suns glimmer idly
Watching in repose
My gaze bemused, drawn in
Searching depths unseen
I watch myself watching
Through varicolored prisms
