Through my Lens

Poetics Aside Prompt: an 'under the microscope' poem

Through my lens

I see a miracle

of chromosomes

In other people’s eyes

criticism may rise

Swiftly.

But I have known you

since you were

a flutter near my heart

rearranging

my entire universe

Hope abides.

And beneath the microscope

of a mother’s love

there is only perfection

Imperfect perfection.

God’s threads woven

to a beautiful you

a reflection of His wonder

poured into freckles

and stumbles

and the beautiful ache

in my soul

© Janet Martin
(this is a photo from the archives...
Matt had been showing me how he can make his bike jump!
A life-lesson followed.:)
It is one of my favorite photos.
Matt and his 'shadow'.