The eyes are the window to the soul.
The eyes looking out, reflecting flowers for all the world to see.
A brain stem? Nay. A flower stem.
Brain-Crocuses? Yea. A brain-filled perennial,
carefully cultivated through winter.
Kept warm through its dormancy.
Roots protected under a shroud of wavy hair.
The eyes will reflect it all.
By Lisa H. Owens
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