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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1815465
Some think it blind, I think, "It Is".
Some think it Blind

By: Douglas Edward Gealy Jr.

The fluent Flow,
Below the neon glow

The whispered winds
That pretend, to know

The orbiting orbs flash white
To the eyes that needn’t light to see

When they know, you know
But if you have never seen
From quite, dimming, darkened eyes
It is hard to believe

What you would see
And where you exist

It would be nothing like this
As your gaze persists upon the pupils plane
And will doubtfully return,
Without loss to gain

Some think it blind,
Some close their eyes,
And believe to see only darkness

But beyond belief there I more,
More to never fully understand
A shadow without a shape,
A shade without a spectrum to color upon

Beyond the concrete,
Is a soul in the sea
Swimming deep
And swirling wide

The haze to all physical comprehension,
Hidden as oxygen within the lively waters
A Brain to feel the natures reef

Mysterious melodies
Tuned to the softest sounds of near silence
As faceless smiles grace the salted meadows

Within the limitless liquids,
A truth pronounced,
But never claimed
Through the hum of rising bubbles
Beckoning for beauty to join them,
Atop the riding waves

Eyes melt,
Ears meld,
To forge the steel souls touch,
And so “it is”…

Avoiding the rusting, lusting, must
It is,
It is,
Neither tomorrow,
Nor Yesterday,
But today…
…Today it most certainly is

A fragrance found,
Bound from long ago
Carried by the lavas rain,
Now rushing down

A taste of the blue, beautiful, now
Cast upon the tongues
Of the earths deafened and the suns blinded
To forge and forgive
To live and let live

Within the cool vibrant flames,
“It is”

Dancing to the songs of now
Vibrantly, vibrating to the steel souls melodic, instinctive, touch
An open vessel to the present
An open mind to wow
Without the slightest thought of how

And now we live
We sense as many sights
Have turned to signs

Melted eyes,
And melded ears
To forge,
To feel,
The steel souls touch

It is,
This is,
I am,
We are,
It is…

Some think it blind,
I think, “it is”.
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