third sight

for a long time my eyes were clouded

trying to peer through a glass darkly

they envisioned you on the other side

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some thought me stubbornly blind

but i saw the picture all too clearly

it was easier to go without glasses

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i have loved you since remembrance

i will love you until my eyes close

but not the love i’d once thought

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there was first sight and second

then with third the scales fell off

you should never belong to me

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my bitterness is now laid to rest

rain and thunderclouds are gone

and my inner vision is improving

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the mirror images are still hazy

they reflect looking-glass land

but the plank is slowly decaying