Dusting His Eyes
His eyes behold the world
Capturing every light perfectly
Like crystal prisms
Deep, so deep like never-ending waters
The colors blended ever so sweetly
Greens, and turquoisey blues
And way back
Miles and miles away
I can see the sun
Dancing on the horizon
Pink and orange feathers
Dusting the sky
Holding a sign of hope
The beauty is breath taking
Other flecks of color scatter
Finishing off the art work
And sealing the key
To the world beheld in his eyes....
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