Shining bright
The outerskin tight
Staying still
The brown pupil stared
Oval in shape
A bright bright light
Glaring at an object
Staring at a person
Strong and powerful
But soft and gentle
No spaces in between
Very clear and serene
Nothing to break
Nothing to crack
But needing glasses to help
With the blur and fog
Everything positive
As happy as can be
The human eye
The eye shineth
Rod Boyce