And then
The world
Unexplainably
Emerges into itself
The lines
The grains
The dusts
Of reality
Of existence
Become neat
Solid
Real
Meaningful
Highlighting
All beauty to be seen
Irrespectively
Showing the gold of a grime
Showing the eagle of a fly
The eyes they work
Without fogs
Without twists
Without shadows
They just see
What is.