Some eyes hold Fire, Some hold Oceans
February 07, 2025
Their final home
Eyes are the silent narrators of our souls—grief, longing, joy, wonder, exhaustion , and awakening.
They speak without words, revealing what the heart tries to hide.
But some eyes are lost.
Their owners wander, searching for a gaze that no longer meets theirs.
Somewhere, those eyes rest—unaware of the fate of the ones who once saw the world through them.
They say eyes never lie, yet perhaps that’s a myth.Even in darkness, they reflect beauty, whispering of green meadows _ a mirage for the soul they once belonged to.
The lost eyes reach for the light, believing their owners are near.
But the truth is, their owners are searching too, reaching out across the void.
Between them stands the unbroken bridge of darkness.
The lost eyes do not know their fate.
Perhaps that imagined Meadow is their final home.
In commemoration of the Iranian men and women who suffered the loss of their sight during the nationwide protests of 2022.