allalongthelighthouse asked: ....if I told you that I was going blind..

I would take your hands

as my right

lay them over

your two eyes.

I’d sing to you

about sleep

and how a dream

can show you things.

You’d then see

a tapestry,

magnificent,

of beauty.

It’s in your head,

in your mind;

a world within

you will find.

So, who needs eyes?