Emancipation: Penetrating Vision

Nothing to lose
Except delusions,
Better to clearly see
Even that which is unpleasant.

Otherwise, how else
Can one make wise decisions?
Without an unobscured view,
How can one determine what to do?

But such clarity
Is quite difficult to obtain
And even harder to retain,
It being so fleeting;

Yet even the clouds
Scuttling across the sky
Are part of it
And held by it;

And so,
Even by looking at these,
One can see something
Of what is,

Although they clog the vision
Of the blue beyond,
They are inseparable from it,
As they drift by.

And soon these fluffy blinds
Sail through
And once again
There’s only sky.

And after sunset, a starry night
Brings much delight
But if one forgets,
Even this can be blinding.