See to See

Glass water in the heart of sound-

Where can reality ever found?

For as time pass, attachments made;

And in the end our eye sight fades.

Seeing through fragment glass -

Drifting through the lonely pass;

Grown and blind we are to life-

And pass on, a river of lonely strife.

Materials held, and sentiments lost-

As time passes with the harshest cost.

Our eyes of glass, and frozen heart

Rotting, rotting and falling apart.

Heed the warning and be free

To see what you want, to see to see-

And when you finally grow up,

Make sure your world overflows the cup.

Individuals are individual make;

Do not mold them for molding’s sake-

See them for what they are;

Harken that and you’ll go far.