Her wise eyes

In a world full of fakes
.. distractions & shallowness
she stands her position
.. with steady feet
no matter how strong the wind comes
it doesn't put off the fire inside
the good fire that a lot have given up on
the fire that gives birth to little sparks
they can be seen in her eyes
no matter how young she is
her eyes wave the flags of wisdom
like many worlds & eras have lived inside
yet you can never see the fire through them .. only the sparks
you have nothing to do but pay them respect
everyone is running after the flashy polish
closing all doors that lead to the fire
the fire that makes us unique
she keeps it real .. true to herself .. and opens those doors
because not complicated is cold & pale
yet her complications are so colorful
.. that your soul has to be blind not to see it!
her wise eyes is a door
.. that hides behind it the lost treasures of the worlds
surrounded by a warm heart .. a sharp mind
& her soul?! well her soul is the treasure!