Life is Blind

To live in the emotion of the moment

Is to walk through life blinded.

To blunder vaguely past events

And wander through relationships

While unable to see their entirety

But-Oh!-the touch of texture!

Here is rough and here is smooth

Here is sharp and here is dull

Sensations gentle to the touch

But so vivid, so clear, so real

If ignorance belies bliss

Then hands their fate unknowing

Are the happiest of us all.


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