Like an endless ocean of joy, 
her eyes housed vast waters of love. 
The stars, the planets, the entire universe,
the great ground, and the skies above. 

Like a never-ending pit of despair, 
his eyes were dark, and the home to black. 
A mystery to some, a fear to others, 
and from his arms, no one ever looked back. 

No, he wasn't blessed with this, 
but neither was he cruelly cursed. 
She, however, was such a grace, 
to all her creatures, a loving nurse. 

She asked him one day, about his eyes,
where the despair and darkness thrived. 
He laughed as he replied to Life, 
"Death is just a riddle to the mere living eyes."