.:Eyes of Light:.
.2001.
There in the shadows of the brightest light
Lies a woman
Soft as spring rain
Hard as stone
Strong as steel
And tender as a flower
Innocence deep within a shadowed face
Freedom in a darkened place
Her face
So sad but smiling
So enchanting but pale
So alive but always
Deathly still
Eyes of fire and ice
Glowing
Pleading
Mirroring all emotion
Yet hollow
Sparkling like a faceted gem
Yet clear
Shadowed with past
And fear for the present
But always beautiful
Always poised
Always elegant
And always, always frightened.