eyes are like canvas.
we're all mistaken about what or who creates real beauty.
it's not us, not anyone else, no man.
it's light and soil and air
but we can take part and capture these glooming visions.
if i could just get a handle on what-
in these moments- makes me feel invincible.. .
then i'd be able to always remember how to use my eyes,
and maybe in every little inch of earth,
i could find invincibility
