Poetry
The Poetry and Thoughts of Jane Carol
SILVER EYE
Silent silver sphere, gliding silently, effortlessly,
Playing hide & seek with unsuspecting clouds.
A great white eye, watching, spying, seeing all
Yet telling none.
No pointing finger or accusing glares,
Just an ever open eye, shedding light, yet
Keeping dark.
Secrets held and never shared.
Silent silver sphere.