When sifting through reasons why or ruminating about things in the past, I realize I have partial vision

Partial Vision

I see half the blue sky and clouds
as if my vision were truncated.
The sky watches over the green bushes
and trees below, calming them with
healing energies. The white rays of the sun
give warmth, air inspires growth.
I walk amidst the oaks and mulberry, waving
branches shift in the morning breeze,
reminding us of aliveness around us,
shielding us from imperfections and mistakes
of man, far fromthe grey of everyday life.
My vision sees only part of the sky, and
for today, that is enough.

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