With Eyes Wide Open


You say I am an puzzlement
That you cannot comprehend the pattern of my mind
Yet, this is what draws you toward me
You are intrigued by the game
Your desire is to make sense of me,
And, though your eyes seem wide open
Your vision is blurred, and while
You may make out the shape of me
You miss the substance.

© photo and words by Pamela Ferris-Olson

February 20, 2014


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