I have in my eyes an image of peace.
In my life I am taking a new lease.
I choose to give the benefit of the doubt as
I fill my cup half full from my hopeful waterspout.
Some may think rainbows of hope are naive,
but I have made a decision to believe.
Since my sight has changed with my new pair of glasses,
I don't see the same as the populous masses.
I focus on seeing differently than those around me,
Focusing on the things that praise joyfully.
I choose to see the colorful side,
with a stronger force driving while I'm along for the ride.
These glasses were prescribed when my eyes were at their weakest,
They revealed promise to me when my world was it's bleakest.
I have witnessed life on the other side of the glass,
I have chosen to let that existence pass.
I lived in the world of suspicion and fear
for an entire wasted year.
That side is out of focus and blurred with doubt,
I despise what that side is all about.
But it's hard to appreciate the calm and serene
Without once walking through the destructive scene
could let fear soak in, run, and hide...
let destruction eat me inside.
I could easily remove the spectacles I wear
and consciously decide not to care.
But, I prefer to see the peaceful side of the lens,
on this my hope depends.
This side where my home stands strong
all the day long.
Where no consuming fire can crumble
the song of hope that I mumble,
Where I can dance like a child on the green
not afraid to be seen.
I trust, hope, believe
and blessings I receive.
I recommend a new prescription to you,
if you are seeing grey skies instead of blue.
I will gladly share the source of my vision
or let you know the root of my decision.
But you have to put it on everyday
or else your vision will slowly slip away.
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