...when I'm looking through the lens of love... ~ Lydia T
Once I saw through a glass darkly,
addiction and insanity blocking my vision,
blinding my eyes. Then I found in my muck
a hope, a release, a possibility, replete with a power
above all others. A power that let me see clearly,
brightly, sometimes with psychic vision...
and my eyes looked all around me
through the lens of love, seeing the good
in all around, forgiving the transgressions,
accepting the purity. Abiding in joy
and spreading it to all around.
addiction and insanity blocking my vision,
blinding my eyes. Then I found in my muck
a hope, a release, a possibility, replete with a power
above all others. A power that let me see clearly,
brightly, sometimes with psychic vision...
and my eyes looked all around me
through the lens of love, seeing the good
in all around, forgiving the transgressions,
accepting the purity. Abiding in joy
and spreading it to all around.
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