about
Though born with eyes and a gift to see
I often missed the front of me.
But with a lens my scattered eyes stayed still
and saw the focus fill.
From flighty thoughts to charts and proofs
to rhythmed patterns of the truth.
Though born with eyes and a gift to see
I often missed the front of me.
But with a lens my scattered eyes stayed still
and saw the focus fill.
From flighty thoughts to charts and proofs
to rhythmed patterns of the truth.