.:Eyes of Light:.


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
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.