A blind man sees

Poem

Mindaugas U.

1/10/20261 min read

A Blind Man Sees

I lived a thousand lives

And died a hundred more

I walked the plains of many worlds

Including dark, forsaken ones

I wore a suit and fancy shoes

But traded it for beggars clothes

I kneeled before the Great Ordeal

And begged to show me mercy

A wise man knows no more

And Child becomes the Lord

For life not lived in mystery

Is the biggest crime in history

From David Whyte's Poem - What to Remember When Waking
"...What you can plan is too small for you to live.
What you can live wholeheartedly will make plans enough
for the vitality hidden in your sleep.

To be human is to become visible
while carrying what is hidden as a gift to others.
To remember the other world in this world
is to live in your true inheritance..."

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