People say eyes are the windows of the soul
Can you really believe that
Why is it that I'm so familiar with your eyes
But have never understood your soul
Perhaps your eyes consistently feign sincerity
Perhaps your soul can't reveal itself in public
It also may be that these two perhapses are off the mark
And only I am to blame because I have never had eyes

The Red Azalea: Chinese Poetry Since the Cultural Revolution (University of Hawaii Press, 1990) by Edward Morin, p. 39, Collected Poems, More About Eyes, Early Spring 1957