Sense Sense

Five senses leave us with weaknesses many,
for through them we lose deep connections to all,
if but one is taken away the world becomes alive,
and beauty blooms touching our icy hearts.

If gone is sight and blinded we become,
then touch becomes our vision that of a million unblinking eyes,
sound becomes the guide leading us to unknown,
open becomes our eyes to a world much fuller.

If voice is robbed and muteness descends,
then the eye shall be our vocal might,
smoothly shaping the languages of many in an elegant dance of understanding,
open becomes our soul to allow the bliss of realization.

If sound is pilfered and deafness blockades you,
enter then into the smell of a million missed delights,
let the world become as to a flower that silence may let bloom eternal,
open becomes our breath that remains with us into the end of all things.