Her Eyes

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In her dark eyes dreams poetize;
  The soul sits lost in love:
  There is no thing in all the skies,
  To gladden all the world I prize,
  Like the deep love in her dark eyes,
  Or one sweet dream thereof.

  In her dark eyes, where thoughts arise,
  Her soul's soft moods I see:
  Of hope and faith, that make life wise;
  And charity, whose food is sighs--
  Not truer than her own true eyes
  Is truth's divinity.

  In her dark eyes the knowledge lies
  Of an immortal sod,
  Her soul once trod in angel-guise,
  Nor can forget its heavenly ties,
  Since, there in Heaven, upon her eyes
  Once gazed the eyes of God.

© Madison Julius Cawein