The Evil Eye

This long, never-ending bracelet,
the golden thread connecting the beads
Precious to me like the knowledge of the universe
The deep blue hue of the evil eye gives me the reflection of what's underneath the oceans
The unimaginable power within this gives me insight to the meaning of life
To you it looks worthless, just a souvenir,
To me, it's the meaning, not the price
It's there to protect me, to hear my sorrows
Unlike its name, it's filled with the untouched beauty of the stars
The Evil Eye is watching you