The View from Here

I look out at the world

through eyes full of stars,

seeking the good and the beautiful.

I am not blind;

I see the pain, the fear, and the anger;

hearts frozen, minds closed,

for the world forever tilts in a balancing act of light and dark.

I get to choose, though;

fall into darkness

or reach toward the light.

There was never any question for me;

one small thought and deed at a time

we can heal the world.