Flawless Sight Poem by ashok jadhav

Not born of eyes alone is flawless sight,
Nor sharpened merely by the gift to see;
It rises when the heart stands clear and right,
Unclouded by the self's deformity.
Where truth is faced without the veil of fear,
And judgment waits till mercy speaks its part,
The world appears both simple and sincere,
Its hidden order legible to the heart.
Such sight discerns the good in fragile clay,
And names the false though dressed in radiant hue;
It holds the dark, yet does not lose the way,
For light within confirms what light makes true.
O flawless sight, not vision free from pain,
But wisdom trained to see through loss and gain.