‘Look into my eyes,’ the hypnotist says,
‘Look into my eyes…’
And across a crowded room a life-changing glance
Can tell you whether love lives or dies.
Eyes can burn with a soul on fire;
Liquid eyes can promise peace;
Dreamy eyes as soft as clouds floating
Hint at liberation and release.
And when eyes close in moments of ecstasy
Firmaments of flashing phosphenes
Swirl behind the eyelids like cerebral stars –
A dazzling microcosm of the universe.
Illustration: Elena Caldera