I never thought I'd age, no one ever does...you see when you're young and waiting for life to begin it never feels like you've begun. It always feels like you're waiting. But the eyes they capture everything. The eyes see each storm and every joy. In time, they gather laugh lines around the corners and worry lines form in between from hours of responsibility. Below is a shadow, whether from a night of partying the night before or a sleepless child the onlooker will never know.

The eyes they are the doorways to the soul. The points of light and shadow that show our age yet are ageless.

Glowing orbs of green light surrounded by darkness and yet there is light. Throughout my life my eyes have changed from blue to green to a golden brown, but in recent years the depth of the green has grown stronger, the flux between shades is permanent a foresty emerald.