Opaque Lens
Hmmm.... My vision seems blurry as I continue on the daily rat race. The wheel spins in the same repetitive direction as I run out of breath. The pellets in my dish have lost its appeal. The wood chips that crunch underneath my steps do not provide any sensory relief; jaded from paths that is all too familiar. My lens wiped clean still remains opaque. This prior perspective was one from a hamster cage, but my lens extends beyond the confinement of a wired habitat. Mine has become so opaque, it forced me to vicariously see through eyes of a rodent. But long and behold! Suddenly, abruptly, my lens has been cleaned with life's ammonia, divulging a luminous shine. The blue skies and green grass appear 4k-like as I skip gleefully. I love this vision. Jadedness slides away like rain cascading down a slide. I am FREE. Have you checked your lens lately?
Eligance
About the Creator
Eliman Jeng
Father, poet. Much more than the keys can type.
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