Eye Site

Sometimes if we look

 too long at the trees

we forget the stars,

forget the seas.

When our eyes are filled

with the  everyday,

of  solid pigment

and heavy clay

we forget there is more

than the scene before

our face.

That’s why we read,

that’s why we dream,

it’s our salvation,

our grace,

our imagination.

This is for PAD and NaPoWriMo on Day 8 of the April Poem a Day challenge.