Perspective

Wow!

No one but everyone understands.

How can that be?

Are you alone, or are you in a sea of algae?

Is everything blurred

unless it's under a microscope?

Who does see clearly?

Twenty twenty vision is the aim

of rose-colored glasses.

Who sat on my glasses?

Who broke them?

Was it me?

Is my life an abstract

or is it real?

I thought I was in control of the paint brush,

but it took its own direction,

without my consent.

I tried wiping the canvas clean,

but it only left smudges and mud.

Let it dry,

and then go over it

with a different vision.

Who really knows?