My Left Eye Weeps

My left eye weeps while
my right stares stubbornly out
at the world’s beauties
and horrors. 

What, in this time
and place,
can I do
but acknowledge both?

I watch birds over a lake,
and listen to traffic noise; 
beyond thought,
I await what is to be.

Crossposted - https://joanvinallcox.wordpress.com/2025/10/10/my-left-eye-weeps/