Eyes Full of Wonder
At Disney’s California Adventure “World of Color” Show
What makes us so quick to point out
flaws in each other, our words like bullets
ripping through yielding flesh?
What if we looked for the wonder
in others, like the eager way we’ll stand
for hours waiting to glimpse
the blast of colored water, shot
like cannons into the air above us
at a theme-park show, thirty minutes of awe
that we sacrificed hours and hard-earned
dollars to gawk and laud? Do we mock
the water for its splashing, or whine
about the night’s chill? No, our eyes
grow round with need, willing to believe
anything, our sighs for our ears only.
If only we could see beyond ourselves
with the same kind of love we look upon
the lights and fire of the planned pageantry,
if only the moats our eyes bear willingly
would not blind us to the glassy, glowing spectacle
that is this crazy, beloved world.
Ramona Levacy
April 5, 2013
goodchristianfiction 