Yesterday's Haiku Challenge with Word of the Day

A couple of weeks ago, a friend of mine looked over at me and I looked back at him with my usual big smile and eyes filled with stars, and he told me he kept expecting that someday my response will fade or change.  The answer is I hope it never does.  I wrote this poem to be pseudo-conversational, though much of the writing is more poetic than truly conversational. The first half represents what my friend could be thinking, while the latter half represents my feelings on the topic of individual worth. (P.S. This is interestingly a subject I struggle with in myself as well, and I don't mean to be hypocritical. It's just easiest for me to see worth in the brilliant beings around me.)

From Fountains of Eternity

“When will eyes grow dim?” you think.

You glance, “Was that a duller blink?”

“Is this the fated moment now –

When ones I love turn down their brow

And, disenchanted, turn away,

Succumbing under time’s decay

Which opened wide my soul’s dark dearth

My demons, flaws revealed, unearthed?”

But, no, it seems this blink a squint,

Induced by luminescent glint

Refracting in my loved one’s eye

From light emitted close, nearby.

“Hey wait! You saw that didn’t you?”

The words, he speaks as if on cue.

“They’re all still here – stars in my eyes.”

…We’ve had this chat (as he implies).

“They can’t grow dim. My eyes just see

The you that you were meant to be.

And more than that, it’s at your core.

The friend I love, whom I adore!”

“And may these eyes ne’er fade their blaze,

But you join in my starry gaze!”

“Discern with new eyes’ clarity

And understand this verity:

Your amaranthine worth flows free

From fountains of eternity.”

“Though devils try souls to benight

You cannot dim eternal light.”