Looking's Doubt

Ugly flower, ugly bloom,
I do not see what I like,
I do not see my making,
I do not see any part,
That I have formed,
And fed thru life;

Ugly flower, ugly bloom,
Foreign touch and feel,
This is not my always liking,
Not my chosen version real;

And what of that before me,
And what without what should,
To what does habit's liking,
Shadow real away from good;

Should I peel my own obstruction,
Shall I look beyond redoubt,
Shall I shiver 'way abstraction,
Rename ugly, other beauty,
Re-look seeing, looking's doubt.