Hope’s insight

 ‘Hope’s insight’ Trgates,8/20/2026

wee ones see clearly,
slowly fed pabulum 
making sure they know what’s true, 
they’re taught lockstep thinking
layered visions through cataracts,
slowly like the Blind Man
after healed
without prescience he first thinks 
“I see people like trees walking,”
children given blinders
their adolescent lenses tossed aside. 
wee ones grown
having gone to the pool
to wash away layered encrustations
no longer innocent
yet walking with their ancients,
at least that’s how they’re seen for a day,
“testing everything holding fast to the truth.”
looking into the eyes of little ones,
and ones well aged 
we behold beauty again, seeing.