For those beautiful brown eyes that showed me new worlds, through them I saw worlds otherwise only imagined.
for Sona.

Internal eternal darkness.
A small aperture defined by the beautiful iris through which light disappears and the world appears.
The back of the sphere that is engulfed in darkness creates the world as we know it.

The eye sees.
You, me and the world around.
The eye sees.
The eye allows to be seen
The eye perceives.
The eye constructs.
Constructs worlds beautiful and others, written, spoken descriptions of those that aren’t there.
Through my eye or hers, I see worlds, images that otherwise remain imagined.
One glance into another eye, eye to eye, and you know.
One glance into the darkness within her beautiful brown iris, I know.
The eye captures images and my imagination.

Fascinating !
The eye.