the eyes and our soul

What will have the eyes that say so much about us. What power will be hidden under our eyelids that makes us capable of instilling confidence, generating rejection or announcing our humor. What strange mechanism will make us able to convince, seduce, reject through our eyes ...

And there are looks that fall in love, that instill confidence. On the other hand, others are capable of killing, of provoking profound unrest. There are eyes that are fierce, full of hate. These always accompany scary glances, which augur bad intentions. But there are also smiling, full of life. Sparkling eyes that announce to the four winds that they are in love.

So it is logical to think that these are small windows through which our soul appears and where our feelings are directed.

Sometimes they are small windows for which timidly appear looking to be reciprocated. In others, these are large windows that project storm; even sometimes, on very few occasions, these are nothing but dark and deep, empty holes. Small pits that seek to feed on the brightness of other.

Luckily, if you notice, the world is full of eyes brimming with life. Eyes full of desire to live, although sometimes tired, always hopeful. Thank God the world is full of looks full of enthusiasm and desire to see. Eyes eager to discover magic.