Saturday, January 29, 2011

second sight...

And my vision, its getting
a little worse
day by passing day :
and i'm getting a little freaked
that in this
sighted world
i might just lose my way. 

But in this blurry space
i now inhabit,
i might just get a little peace
and seeing back :
every time i can make
someone else's night /
a little more bright...
& i'll feel
a little less lost
& more on track.

Just because
this borrowed / worn cornea
now struggles to see the 
stars & moon
and in the mornings,
a certain dancin' smile :
inside my head tonight /
they'll still burn as bright
as a 1,000 suns;
& light up my darkness,
for a while.

(c) Brent M Harpur, 2011.

"Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked." (Ralph Ellison)

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