It happened without warning
One moment everything was clear
But then my eye glasses broke
And my life became a blur

But my fuzzy vision
Brought into sharp relief
That what happened to my eyes
Can happen to cherished beliefs

Opinions that are built on air
Can come crashing to the ground
And sometimes “facts” no longer fit
When biases are brought down

I know my eyes will once again
Begin to clearly see
With the help of some new glasses
That are a good fit for me

But what about my false beliefs
When they’re lying shattered on the ground?
And the mirages I had counted on
Are nowhere to be found?

–Russ Towne

About russtowne

My wife and I have been married since 1979. We have 3 adult children and 4 young grandsons. I manage a wealth management firm I founded in 2003. My Beloved is a Special Education teacher for Kindergartners and First Graders. I'm a published author of 23 books in a variety of genres for grownups and children. In addition to my family, friends, investing, and writing, my passions include reading, watching classic movies, experiencing waves crashing on rocky shores, hiking in ancient redwood forests, and enjoying our small redwood grove and fern garden.
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2 Responses to Mirages

  1. Very good and ‘insightful’ poem…Diane

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