Eyes of the Beholder

Eyes are lent by the one beholder

To witness a depth that will make us sober

It’s instead used to light up the darkness

Where we swiftly squander the largess

When the mind usurps the role of the beholder

It holds our hands making us become bolder

And we walk away from the benevolent lender

In search of a lasting splendor

When we return the eyes to the beholder

We are set free, there is no load to shoulder

The gift of sight gets an upgrade

Nothing we see will ever fade

Becoming one with the beholder

The fire reignites from a dying smolder

Lighting up the inner wonder

Which the mind cannot enter and plunder