The Magic of Her Smiling Eyes

What is this mystery Where does her secret lie It's not in her beauty Though her age is disguised It's in the magic of her smiling eyes It's not in her voice Or the grace of her stance It's not in the stride of her step It's her inner light that leaves you entranced It's in the magic of her smiling eyes Her spirit infectious that no man can master While no stranger to tragedy or demise It's not in her laughter resounding ever after It's not that she's wealthy or wise It's in the magic of her smiling eyes There's not a soul in the world Untouched by pain a string of broken dreams that have died She refuses to focus on things which are hopeless It's optimism bubbling where springs of fresh water reside It's in the magic of her smiling eyes When hateful actions failed to kill her Though for a time bowed head and lowered eyes From yesterday's rooted in pain she beckoned Not I, not I, I will rise It's in the magic of her smiling eyes Tis the daybreak of freedom From teardrops so heavy too thick to even cry This is the undaunted mystery That persistently begs to know why Its in the magic of her smiling eyes Captivity no more her light shines forth A diadem of victory realized From beauty to ashes and back again Her destiny hanging on for the ride In this resides... The magic of her smiling eyes