Saturday, February 25, 2012

Blindness

groping,
grasping.
stumbling,
struggling.
all searching,
all seeking.

for what might you ask?
     the answer to sorrow,
     the answer to guilt,
     the answer to pain --
   a reprieve from the toils of the world.

above a brilliant star shining,
     yet seen only as a small glimmering of light,
        --its full glory not realized--
     contrasting with the darkness.
some clouding their vision,
     others never perceiving.
all see the light,
     denying it entry into their conscious,
     all too absorbed in their own blindness to see.

Why can't people see the light above?

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