It was made to see more clearly.
To bring fine print into focus.
To help someone read what mattered.

Just one lens, amber-framed.
Unremarkable. Steady.
Perhaps once kept by a bedside,
used for recipes, poems, prescriptions.
Read in silence. Handled with care.

It still magnifies.
Still asks you to look —
closer, slower, more deliberately.

Some things don’t reveal themselves at first glance.
Some meanings come into focus
only when you pause long enough to see them.