Blind Sight

Close your eyes and see what could be,
Feel each breath before it's set free.
Whisper the truth if you mean it to be,
A delicate whisper, between you and me.

Close your eyes now, and see what is,
Give then your heart, before you take his.
Step strongly but faintly, before you fly.
You need to glide low, before you glide high.

Now open your eyes, and reach for his wings,
Swim through blood with both your fins.
Remember to see with two blind eyes,
What you missed when magnified.

Blink but don't miss, the moment you need,
The flower needs water,
To grow the seed.

                                               -  Written by Boneata Bell

 

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