Writings...
Proverbial on the wall
Proverbial what?
The writings or wall?
Both eternal parts…
A blind…
Darkness dawned
In eyes
Never to set in dusks;
His skies all nights
His days are set
On blackened sights…
The writings…
He knows
He doesn’t read
His eyes are dead
Wall there he feels
To him no hindrance
Beyond he sees…
Impedance?
Yes, for living eyes
That read and fail
To realize beyond…
He outward blind
Yet his thinking bright
A silver line drawn on
The darkest plain…
Should he change
His thinking line?
And, should if he,
Would that bring
A brighter change?
29 08 08
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-beyond-2/
