Refined
… dew drips down window-panes.
Condensation that clouds vision so I cannot see true.
Coloured shapes, largely blurred, out of which stand
tiny bits and pieces sliced sharp by refractive dew-drop lenses.
Like life.
Clouded by my own and others’ shortfalls, vague visions surround
slivered sightings focused by Spirit In-Sight.
Living Water sharply refracts my skew, refining blurred vision to Truth.
Messiah-Redeemed. Spirit-Sealed. Abba-Reconciled... His Delight.
