third sight

for a long time my eyes were clouded

trying to peer through a glass darkly

they envisioned you on the other side

some thought me stubbornly blind

but i saw the picture all too clearly

it was easier to go without glasses

i have loved you since remembrance

i will love you until my eyes close

but not the love i’d once thought

there was first sight and second

then with third the scales fell off

you should never belong to me

my bitterness is now laid to rest

rain and thunderclouds are gone

and my inner vision is improving

the mirror images are still hazy

they reflect looking-glass land

but the plank is slowly decaying