Dark glasses [Poem]

Brilliant light increases mental sharpness.

Mind too sharp, too painful, too fragmented.

Did this split happen from sharpness?

Comfort of dark glasses feels like my eyes are returning into their relaxed state.

What a relief, I notice a warmer world.

The overcast weather painfully reminding to withdraw from the contours of grey clouds to the gentle inner happening.

Light is all around in its own magical way.