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Vision

Sometimes I have eyes that just don’t see I have all these visions how things should be I have all these memories locked in my mind Today when I see my eyes make me feel blind. You can have vision but not truly see All of these things that are right before me Imagine a vision what you believe true The possibilities of what is are all up to you. Your mind interprets just what you see Imagination determines what is seen to be. Images come and can mean many things Sight with understanding, joy it shall bring. We all have visions of how things should be But they never become what we wanted to see. Memories paint colors and bring it all alive In all that we want we shall see what we strive. There’s so much to sight than what meets the eye Like the sun on the horizon as the day goes by. The secret to vision is the beauty you see It determines what is and what shall be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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