These eyes go towards nothingness, the truth, the wisdom that they contain for being understood. They laugh, they cry. They decide whom to answer and whom; not to. They start breathing when they are fed with goodness. Eyes are windows to the soul. Yes, they say that rightly.
Cultivate them because they'll let you know what this world is all about. Listen to them, because they know those deepest secrets.
Those deep and dark caverns.
Those mind swishing tales which could make you think.
Which could make you believe and imagine then re-imagining things.
You can kiss them with your eyelids. Just like those barriers un-crossed.
Let them not gather any moss.
Let them break free and let them see, the goodness of this world.
Let the world see those;
Your beautiful eyes!