There is a man,
much older than the youth that lies before his eyes.
There is a girl,
that identifies as a the opposite of one.
deep blue eyes,
and a sluggish walk.
She approaches the man,
stopping to greet him.
As soon as they greet each other,
a big grin is wiped across his face.
As she slowly drifts into the distance,
he stays gazing at what he has never understood.
But every time his eyes lay on what he does not understand,
in his purest form of being,
it warms his soul.
He continues to gaze,
slowly coming to the realization,
that he does not have to understand.