Downcast was I, down to my soul
for I had failed yet another goal.
Cast in front of me, my shadow
My eyes do comply
Yet they disagree on the reason why.
One eye sees dark; the other, the light
and thus begins in my mind, a fight.
So says the dark eye,
thinking there can be no reply,
"Trust what you see. You know it to be true.
How can you deny what is right in front of you?
You want truth? Well here it is.
There's nothing I can see that's luminous."
The evidence seemed to point one way
Until I heard the other eye quietly say,
"What you focus on, you see.
The shadow needed light before it could ever be.
Surroundings do not determine whether you're inept,
Where you arrive is determined by the faith you've kept."