In the blinding darkness I awake
A blank screen before my eyes
Not even the outline of objects before me
Has the sun come up yet?
I don’t know
Maybe, maybe not
I don’t panic but fear has such a hold of me.
Is this it?
A goodbye to colour and pictures.
A cruel twist of fate and karma from past actions.
I feel my way through the air in front of me
I know I’m in my room.
But I’ve already forgotten it
Without seeing it, it feels foreign.
And I’m rudely informed of the presence of a wall.
You know when you hit your small toe on the wall’s corner.
I screech in pain and it echoes back to me.
Foot throbbing tears escape.
A sudden sliver of light comes my way.
I suddenly remember I haven’t been blinking.
My eyes have been wide shut.
I raise my eyelids and I finally see again.
I was searching for the complicated.
A difficult answer to a simple question.
Chasing what doesn’t deserve our love
Makes us all blind men.
Right in front of us.
All we need might be there.