I got my new glasses yesterday
and it takes a while
to become accustomed to them.
But now everything is in sharp focus
as though the gentle smearing
of a dream was lifted
and now everything is crisp and clear:
Strangely the unreality of this creation
is more apparent
than in the fuzzy world before.
Now, seeing clearly, each and every thing
at rest in an ocean of love.
Lenses of purity
from the optometrist
of everlasting compassion
proclaiming I am very free indeed.
A lovely theme, wonderful title and great penning.