"And I can see meaning and it is this"

Like the Closing of the Eyes for a Kiss My eyesight is poor and the lenses in My glasses come from many years ago But after all these years my eyes begin To see what they missed many fears ago And their tears ago when they could not see Because they saw too well to notice then How what they see becomes reality Which can be obscured in anyone when We fail to see beyond the aspects of What we have seen and therefore what we know Or think we know and that is how we miss The aspects of what we have not yet seen Which as we age is shaped by life and love To be informed by hope then as we go And if I see meaning it might be this Learning to see things for what they might mean And not fearing them as we did before Seeing the in within the in between And though our eyesight worsen seeing more Becoming more accustomed to the view Our eyes though dimmer reaching toward the light Seeds in soil sprouting toward blue sky above So we can see to be as free to do And all I know is somehow it feels right To see myself first inside and then out The aspects of my specificity As shaped by life and love to bring about The blooming though belated of my soul The sum and total of my destiny And how all the parts relate to the whole With things at last in balance then to find And glean the truth from stubbled fields of lies As not too little and never too late To take the best and leave the rest behind Embrace the good and leave the bad to fate And see more clearly than I thought I could The aspects of my specificity When the mindful process is understood And I can see meaning in the distance By seeing things deeper with inward eyes Finally enjoying my existence As not a struggle but a victory And not a breaking down but breaking through By new eyes of experience to lift My old eyes to see what is always new I open the present to simply be Myself and see my being as a gift The aspects of my specificity Seen clearly now as I see myself see And I can see meaning and it is this Like the closing of the eyes for a kiss And opening inside becoming free +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX