[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ .]
I can see the universe
Within the depths of your eyes.
The swirl of green and brown
Are cosmic clouds of creation,
Building stars and planets;
Your very own Pillars.
Those orbs are the stuff of dreams;
The driving force behind further reachings,
And teachings of song and tale. Those orbs keep
Souls up at all hours of the night, praying
For just one glimpse of that beauty.
Those orbs have a light so strong and bright
That every soul on earth wishes to wish
And I am lucky,
For I have been blessed
With the gift of looking
Upon the final frontier
For all of eternity.