Selective Vision

Love sees our faults with a forgiving eye—

   Even the worst of them can be excused.

The truth of Love makes everything a lie

   From being boring to being abused.

It’s not that Love is blind—it’s that Love sees

   From the perspective of a higher vision

That says: “Next to the forest, what are trees?”

   And soothes the mind to make the heart’s decision.

And when love fades, all it excused grows clear;

   And when love dies, all that it killed will live

Till every little thing we once thought dear

   Grows into monsters we cannot forgive—

      Unless we choose to always recognize

      Each other through Love’s charitable eyes.

Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells