For Day 11, the prompt is eyeglasses and braces.

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Can you see through soft lenses,
Or, do you prefer eyeglass frames?
Do you see through people,
Or, peer at them and see their floating soul?
See their suffering and their pain,
See their delight, that they exist for a reason;
That they’re something wonderful.
Have you read the writings on the wall,
Is your inner voice, so confused, the truth is lost in caging vines,
Vines of heartache, and indecision?
Maybe, you don’t understand another’s choice —
That doesn’t mean you’re right.
Perhaps, your vision’s blurred,
And you don’t see the truth staring at you?
Aqua eyes that communicate reality;
Ochre eyes that tell you, inner sight for everyone differs.
Are you judgemental, scary maniacal?
Do you think you know everything, and conceive all signs —
Can you connect each tiny dot?
Do you misperceive the truth staring at you, or —
Do you perceive that the world’s broken — certain creatures twisted.
That the shattered world has (some) void-less souls;
They reduce vision, cause an ache in every heart.
Do you gnash your teeth and close your eyes, braces gone;
Your teeth aligned as gum pieces?
And now that you’ve straightened out your misgivings,
Has your vision improved?
Have you twenty-pairs of frames to aid your deception?
A lie logical but mostly, nonsensical,
Perceivable or unbelievable?
Words, phrases, rules, and visions;
All these illusions for no reason,
Only to be cruel.
You’ve lost sight of forgiveness, serenity too.
Can you teach a deer to be a bear?
No, because one’s omnivore, the other carnivore.
Do you truly perceive the writings on the wall?
There is true hope, and then there’s those forever lost.
A stunningly obvious truth: her soul’s God’s in Heaven.
This is finality, the all in all;
Have you vision, or blindness despite perfect sight?
For a person can see, but still exist in blinding dark.
Never mind other incomprehensible crystalline-truths.
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