With despairing eyes
I see no hope.
With hating eyes
Only hatred, I see.
Through eyes of love
I see mostly love!

All around me,
What I see
Apparently depends,
To a great degree,
On which eyes I choose
In which to see!

Who knew how simple
My life could be!
That I could choose
Happiness over Suffering
So easily,
Whenever I take the time
And effort
To choose the eyes
Through which
I See!