As time goes on,
I open my eyes a bit more.
As they gradually deteriorate,
I start to see better.
My vision, it's failing me.
I can't see past my arm.
But I can see what's inside
of myself and others.
I'm learning to identify--
learning how to recognize--
a person's soul, their intentions.
And I'm gradually starting
to see inside my own.
I'm seeing what I really want
and what I need.
By the time I blink my eyes
and I've blinked my last.
My mind will take over
and show me things my retinas couldn't reveal.
And, I hope
that I'll be happy with that.
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