Thinking long and hard

I often wondered where
my wonder went.
It seemed to be missing.
Others saw wonder in
sunsets and babies,
music and art.
Wonder in the everyday.
I felt so “bland”
so neutral.
And THEN, I was
almost literally blind.
First I was blind of
heart and soul.
Blind of emotions
and wonder.
One day a few years
ago, I didn’t recognize
the face in the mirror.
Who is that old woman ?
Driving, I couldn’t find
my daughter’s driveway
…oldest granddaughter said..
“Let me out, I’ll walk back”!
Hurried to the eye doctor he said,
my vision was the
same,   BUT..
I had severe cataracts.
Like looking thru thick waxed paper.
eighth wonder of the world:
the medical minds that
figured out how to make
the instruments so tiny.
How can someone figure
out not only HOW to do
the surgery, but make the
precise instruments to do it.
The mind is the eighth wonder,
in particular the minds that
gave me the gift of WONDER
with eyesight better than at birth.
I now sound like a Louie Armstrong
song speaking of what I can see:
birds in trees, deer in the forests,
The tiniest flowers beautiful designs.
I wondered all these years
and couldn’t see what was right
in front of my eyes.  Wonder:
the gift of physicians, inventors.
My wonder of wonders
solved ten fold.  Miracles around
me to see…making up for lost time.
Thanks Be to God.  Hallelujah !
It’s a Wonderful World
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.