Once
Cocoons
Fashioned from
Nothing to form
We came to exist
Nestled and nurtured life
Immersed in air, water, earth
A living seed, destined to sprout
Grace and vision foundation’s blueprint
Metamorphosed! Butterflies realized!
Liberated wings, tired from wiggling out
Open and close slowly, practicing
While we rest, wind-kissed promises
Wings rested now, fluttering
Wind catches them – liftoff!
Marvelous wide sky
What’s that I smell?
Pink breakfast
Straw sips
World

The poem is in (double) etheree form.

Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.  Reena says:
write to choice of image.

Aristotle thought that an old man would see as well as a young man if he had a youthful eye.  I have an appointment to discuss cataract surgery in January, but I still have not decided which way to go on that.  There are basically three options available to me and they are having my near-sightedness or my far-sightedness fixed or getting both fixed with Multifocal Intraocular Lenses.  The third option is the expensive one, but this would let me say goodbye to glasses forever.  If I choose to just get either my near-sightedness or my far-sightedness fixed, then it would require me to wear glasses for the one that wasn’t corrected.  Thus, if I get my distance vision corrected for driving, it would put my reading out of focus and I would need glasses for that and vice-a-versa.

Medicare will only cover the cost of standard monofocal intraocular lenses…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #113

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As for me, you know I don’t see so well

My myopia makes it hard…

How long shall we abstain ourselves

From doing what the heart desires

When we want to flow where the winds lead

We hold us back fearing denial !!

If acceptance is all we seek

Acceptance of society

Acceptance at work

Acceptance in peer

Or acceptance of world !!

Where does it lead us to ?

And does it feed our soul?

If all life what we do

Is try to fit into our role !!

For how long shall we stay

Behind the same old smiling face?

Hiding our selves, our sorrow

Searching relief in some bright tomorrow!!

When shall we open our fingers

That tightly held back our dreams?

And let our imaginations flow

Like a gushing silver stream

 

This is in response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge 113

 

Gliding through endless blue

A visitor is following

Shall I sing you a song

Ahhhyouup, errewwwrip

Do you understand?

I’m saying welcome to my world.

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