Choosing to See

The Blinded

By: the iHope Poet

How can you say

That you find nothing meaningful

About what each passing day

Brings?

Then how would you know

The beauty that nature

Hums through the air high and low;

How it sings?

If you refuse

To understand the world around you

If you can’t use

The gifts that you are given,

Then why do you live?

To let those who don’t know how to look…

Can’t you give?

Soon, the blessings from you will be driven.

You don't see the beauty because you don't look for it...

But how many would give anything to simply have the opportunity?

 Remove the Blindfold, Choose to See