My Eyes

Eyes are windows to the most hidden soul. Two doorways to the mind. A way to look into the black unknown, to secrets we can not find. A way to look into the heart of every person. A way to see and understand every human need. They lock onto thoughts too private,too unbearable to explain. Deep drowning pools of sadness, when someone caused you pain. Like a magic mirror they show your ever longing dreams. Like odd molds of clay, they express your feelings when you want to scream. So, if a person seems cruel or very fair, just look into their eyes to see who they really are.