WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

A subtle shimmer, a whispered plea,
Her eyes, like moon-kissed leaves on a tree.
They filter shadows, where emotions hide,
A sensitive spirit, where feelings abide.
Not bold like sun, nor fiercely bright,
But soft and gentle, in the fading light.
A quiet understanding, deep and true,
A mirrored world, reflecting me and you.
Within their depths, a fragile strength resides,
Where empathy in silent solace glide.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI