Wednesday, February 12, 2003

I am a blind man
And Love really a vision
Beyond realms of my being
I smell, I hear, I feel,
But I can never see
The beauty that surrounds
That I can never know
Is it real?
Yet I am compelled
Led through darkness
By your gentle touch
To imagine in color
To see through your voice
To believe in Love
I am a blind man
But I have faith in your vision