The old woman opened her eyes, blinked a few times, and sat up in bed. She turned this way and that, peering at the objects in the small room: a low, narrow bed with fairytale figures carved in the ... [+]
how beautiful
are eyes that shine
lit within by a burning heart's-fire
hungry and at peace...
taking in the world
while keeping it at arm's length
alone, unflinching as tempered
steel, for
she
is stronger than you could ever know
and
she
is goddess incarnate
a fledgling deity
she blazes
but she stills to love and to listen
galaxies lie beneath her heartbeat, her fingers sketch infinity
how beautiful is she
dazzling potential
refracting in her tears
how beautiful.
are eyes that shine
lit within by a burning heart's-fire
hungry and at peace...
taking in the world
while keeping it at arm's length
alone, unflinching as tempered
steel, for
she
is stronger than you could ever know
and
she
is goddess incarnate
a fledgling deity
she blazes
but she stills to love and to listen
galaxies lie beneath her heartbeat, her fingers sketch infinity
how beautiful is she
dazzling potential
refracting in her tears
how beautiful.