This wasn't on my list--losing sight--despite the fact
I've worn glasses since I was seven. It never occurred to me until quite recently. I mean occurred to me as a factor that would impact my living in ways more inconvenient than having to wear glasses. Now, however, no glass corrects my dimming sight.
The blur of things greets me in the morning,
limits my ability to do things, find things, and read.
Perhaps this slurring is a gift.
Sometimes it's best not to see so clearly.
Shifting focus from outward to inward,
I'm surprised to find that all is not lost.
Love is still the answer.