Reflection's Lament

Intensely
The gaze holds

Out there
An exchange
Dark eyes look back
Asking us to look in

But dark is dark for many
Off-setting for some
An undeniable moment for few

Shamans claim
The unknown is but a shadow
Awaiting light's shift
While listeners shout
"The darkness revels in never revealing"

So why might both men and boys
Women and girls
All seek unquiet realms
So willingly?

Such has come from centuries past
Where genes
Perhaps inheritance unwelcome
May have invaded
Unwelcome estuaries
Colored eyes at random
In caldron swirls
Where species rising
From spawning mud holes
Became today's boundless chain

Happenstance became existence
Often creating light eyes
The ones simple to read
Hazel, sky blue, mushroom brown
Ones that give facile reward
So easy to see
So easy to ignore
Comfort zones embraced by masses

While Nature's iris-pools of mystery
Some Peacock blue
Beaver brown
Lizard green
Remain in shadowed depth

But come the day
The moment one peers
Into a particular still dark pool
Where eyes of earth-brown
Stare back into one's telescopic sight
Adjusted for focus
Clicked in for wind velocity
Then...

Many know not why they hesitate
But perhaps Life's ah hah begs reflecting
Consideration for what was
What is to become

How brilliant the dark
How revealing the unseeable
As the trigger is pulled
Sending antlers plunging earthward