We judge from what we see
without rose-colored glasses
within our tiny world
that which does not affect us
things that do not impact our lives…
invisible to most.
Our life’s routines have dug trenches
walls blocking our view,
we are unaware of our surroundings …
those things far off beckoning us to dream
some close enough to reach out and touch…
if we could only look up, look out, and see.
My view of life is always the same
yet it is always different…
each morning changes from day-to-day
I have shed the shackles of mundaneness
breached the trenched walls
and see there is life to live.