Sometimes what you are looking for is there, but you can’t “focus” yourself enough to see it.  It’s almost like having a second pair of eyes, tucked away inside your brain.  This poem I wrote called “Clear” speaks of that perception we all have now and then.  I’d like to think of this poem as the heavenly side of “The Haunted Lighthouse,” which is why I decided to post this on All Saints Day.  This poem “Clear” is found under the “Poems/Inspirational” tab.