Men of vision see
many a physical defect
in others and around
blind men have yet to see
Nonetheless I believe,
oblivious to blemishes abound,
blind men have seen many
spiritual gifts and treasures
men of vision will never see
within and without
for it is the very physicality
of their inconsistent blinking light
occupied with the visible wrong in the right
that emblinds them
Melting, like a candle near the sun,
teary, distorted, sad and wailing
their inner peace is an abandoned child
yearning stillness in sound, yet lost
pointing and accusing its self made
noise, judgments and crowds
Quietly orbiting beyond the realm of sight,
faith, cometh by hearing
and need not
the self-righteous I, a certain light
only blind men can see
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: For we walk not by sight.
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Comments5
A very insightful poetry
Deep and sound
What comparisons you make are truly one of a kind
Loved each and every line
Adding to my horizons of knowledge
Thank you gifted one. Much much appreciated coming from such a pen as yours. Please accept my heartfelt gratitude. š
I really like this ! It made me think . We can know and sense so much , even without maybe even seeing this . I guess blind peoples other senses may be somewhat stronger .., Iām not sure . But I do like how you have expressed this .,
There is so much more we can see or atleast feel ā¦ and know .., beyond sight .., even with those who can physically ā see ā
A great writing š
Thank you yellowrose š
Very nicely written. I like the ideas you've put forth a lot.
I'm honored. Much thanks fellow writer. šš¼
A wonderful message of truth, thank you.
Thank you for the read, and uplifting comment. Many thanks Rozina.
Do people really see what's out there in front of them, or maybe because they know what's there, they become blind to the fact. Yet, put us in a dark room, and don't we strive to get our senses working.
Profound question there Paul. Perhaps sight and blindness are not what we perceive them to be. Thank you for passing by sir.
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