Mirror of a beautiful world...

He always had that look about him - 
As his thoughts and his gaze wandered off the edge of the world
his eyes reflected the beauty that befell him; An azure blue glazed
his eyes, like waves of the great ocean that crash on pink-pearled  
coloured shores - in the same way that they collapsed and spilled 
down his cheeks...                            

He always had that look about him -
As his thoughts and his gaze wandered off the edge of the world 
his eyes reflected the beauty that befell him; A silver glint glazed 
his eyes as if a falling star had just bestowed unto him his deepest 
wish in a flash of a wink, from the eternity of the galaxies...

He always had that look about him -
As his thoughts and his gaze wandered off the edge of the world 
his eyes reflected the beauty that befell him; A dark brown glazed 
his eyes like the deep night that looks down upon the waters that 
sleep with the moon in their depths...

He always had that look about him - 
As his thoughts and his gaze wandered off the edge of the world 
his eyes reflected the beauty that befell him; An 'emerald green' 
glazed his eyes like endless rolling meadows woven in clove scented 
grass where drowsy daffodils nod... 

May man always have that look about him - 
A glint of wonderment forever to sparkle in his eyes...                                                                                                                           
by Wajia-Patricia Bühl