The world is a flash of colors
Red, Blues, Greens
All merge
To paint a beautiful symphony
A blotchy canvas to the naked eye

Figures shift in and out of view
All different, all colorful
Focus, unfocus
Nothing is clear
Colors, sights, sounds
A whirlwind of blurs and blobs

Focus, unfocus, focus
Focus until the picture is clear
Focus until faceless shapes become more
Focus until the world is alive

Pristine colors fill perfect lines
Shapes morph into objects
Colors become one
Figures breath life
Everything is clear

So clear
Nothing is left unseen
Every inch, nook, and cranny
Exposed
Dragged into the light

Every imperfection
Every little blemish
Every disgusting speck
Magnified
The picture focuses into full view

But I prefer to be blind