Old Glasses And New One-Ness

Old glasses I had worn, Until well tattered, torn. Scratched, distorted, fuzzy, over magnified, I kept them on, in pain, I tried and tried! One morning I awoke, saw them on the floor, stepped on, broken, shattered... pure horror! Instead of going downtown, to the optometrist, had a dear friend drive me, to the holy mountain mist. There I sat, talking to sweet Divinity's ears, Asking for miracle vision, that kind, like hers. A spark from within, ignited by Grand Presence led me to see clearly my old lenses' pure obsolescence! A new clarity came like a white dove from above, Now only could I see, all in purity, ALL IS LOVE. My old world exploded, blew up, burned, imploded! New was each step, as God renewed me, a me re-molded! All extremes in this world are expansion of soul, God's wholly realm, includes ALL, sweet and foul. Had God just given me, removable glasses enchanted, maybe easier? Instead, She did a permanent surgery, with 'perfect' lenses implanted.