Conversations with god

One moonlit night
God came to my window
And whispered
Something incomprehensible.

He showed me a
Moonless night
With no stars
And nothing sensible.

He claimed that was
My world
The way I looked at it
Most of the time.

I protested there was
No hope there
And not a single
Ray of light.

He said the moonless night
Was my perception
And the moonlit one
My reality.

I looked up at god
And wondered
Was this
True in all clarity?

Yes, replied he,
And advised me

Now combine the two visions
And see the true reason

I found the true reason-
My unwilling vision.