I remember the first time
I got a pair of glasses
And could see things
I was missing before
And just didn't
Notice
Because the
World had
Gone a little
Fuzzy.
I can remember being
Jealous of
The other kids
Who could
Wear cool
Sunglasses
That I couldn't
Because
Of mine.
I saw
So many things.
I wanted to know
If the things
I saw from
The corners
Of my eyes
Were really there…
I was aware
That it just might be
The glasses.
I was afraid
That it just might be
Me.
I felt weird
Because
No one else
Made any distinction
Between the glasses
And what
They were seeing.
Like the old adage,
You're seeing
The world through
Rose colored
Glasses…
All glasses
We look through
Are storyteller
Glasses.
The world
Is literally
As we imagine it,
To be,
Through the stories
We tell ourselves
About what
Happened
When we
Saw what
We saw.
Most of us
Forget
What glasses
We put on
Coloring
What we see
And the stories
We tell
And re-tell
Ourselves
And others.
But I will
Never forget
When I got
My surgery
And I got to see
Through my own
Eyes
No filters,
Not figuratively
But literally,
And I took
A shower
For the first time
And saw
For the first time
In my life
All the water
Droplets
And screamed
“OMG!”
For it was like
A thousand diamond
Crystals
Sparkling…
A cave of wonders
I had never seen.
What do you
See in the shower
In the water droplets?
Have you ever
Even noticed them
Before?
The world
Is full of wonders
Patiently waiting
For us
To see them
For what they are
If only we could
Remove
Our glasses
Of apathy
And ambivalence.
