PADM #5: Glasses

World defined by two panes of glass
these are the limits of comprehension
the borders set lines on my ability focal
Everything within is to be considered
from this moment forward to be local.

With them I can paint in finite detail
without them all is Monet blurry splash
the brush strokes of blindness, the words
lost to murmurs and to mumblings,
the canvas a mess of raw feelings, attitudes
midst the distant hints of imagined rumblings

Within the frames that surround my eyes
the understanding that what I have seen
is often compromised by my own point
of view colored by my experience to date
the very definitions that create my life
I should clean them, remove the limitations
of hate.