Eyes

What did I see?

Defiance, with a streak of fatigue.

Trails running through a garden of scars,

ridden with the blooms of new hope.

A horizon so far, and so wide,

it’s no wonder every new lover

was welcomed with the thunder of her pride. 

What did I see?

The debris of walls built and broken

to protect that inner child.

A wind blowing strong enough to take down an army

with a touch so kind.

And so now I know.

It’s no wonder they say the way to a woman’s soul

are through the windows in her eyes. 

~N.V.