He was hearing the most beautiful melodies
Even though he was deaf
She was seeing the most beautiful colors
Even though she was blind
He had traveled all over the world
Even though he was in a wheel-chair
Never under-estimate the power of the mind
Never belittle the power of the imagination
Never put a person into a box
Based on what you see
But open your mind to endless possibilities
Created by the power that is humanity
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 27th, 2017 20:15
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damn nice
Thanks tanvir! Damn nice comment too! 🙂
lol😂😂
Lovely write Fred , very insightful, very 😎
Thanks so much WL! Was thinking of Stephen Hawking and this poem is the result!
What a great message so well penned.
Thanks a lot Michael! Ever the gentleman!
So true!! I wish others would open their minds to the wonders of life.
Thank you Goldfinch! I do think that writers in general go through life with wide open eyes and minds. How else could one find things to write about?
Good write Fred. I'm open to the possibilities of sherry too! lol.
Thanks orchi! But don't forget, this is a mind exercise and you are only allowed to THINK about sherry!
The message in this powerfully written verse is vital to keep close in mind Fred - - - - - what abilities humanity can demonstrate when found in situations you describe. A worthy tribute with much to re-read so into my faves. with this gem of a write.
Mahalo Fay, and thank you so much to make this a favorite! Comments like yours make the lonely business of writing so worthwhile!
Amazing! Good work!
Thanks so much, KoKo, for your very kind comment!
Love this, the deep thoughts and wonderful message.
Mahalo m&m, am so glad you like it!
I think this write is really powerful. The mind can overcome when it really wants to. A wonderful poem!
Thank you Christina! It is ALL mind!!!!! Everything ever created had to be thought of first! The good and the bad.
Beethoven, Helen Keller, Steven Hawking ... all come to mind when reading this fine poem, Fred. Good words well spoken!
Thank you Louis! I actually was thinking of Steven Hawking, and then the poem kind of wrote itself.
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