Dippold the Optician

 What do you see now? 
Globes of red, yellow, purple.
 
Just a moment! And now? 
My father and mother and sisters.
 
Yes! And now? 
Knights at arms, beautiful women, kind faces.
 
Try this.
 
A field of grain—a city.
 
Very good! And now? 
A young woman with angels bending over her.
 
A heavier lens! And now? 
Many women with bright eyes and open lips.
 
Try this.
 
Just a goblet on a table.
 
Oh I see! Try this lens! 
Just an open space—I see nothing in particular.
 
Well, now! 
Pine trees, a lake, a summer sky.
 
That’s better.
 And now? 
A book.
 
Read a page for me.
 
I can’t.
 My eyes are carried beyond the page.
 
Try this lens.
 
Depths of air.
 
Excellent! And now? 
Light, just light, making everything below it a toy world.
 
Very well, we’ll make the glasses accordingly.

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