Misfortune to the individual who has no eyes,

ww2 weapons Misfortune to the individual who has no eyes,

no fingers or a tongue

as inconspicuous changes in the climb

may escape him out and out

At the point when the rain starts to fall his skin

may neglect to feel the drops

At the point when obscurity goes to the fore

he may not miss the nonappearance of light

For the universe is invalid and void

what's more, ordinary purportedly simply like another

Gracious how tragic is the circumstance of such a man!

He can't get a handle on the distinctions

that may shading his day by day presence!

In any case, don't cry and don't holler as some place

in his condition is a tranquility that huge numbers of us

might not have any desire to investigate direct

Indeed, even so there is a stillness, a serenity and a placidity

that may end up being undiscovered greatness under the surface the eye

For example, when snow starts to fly he is warm

also, when the sun starts to sparkle he is cool

He has no liking for the ocean, and the salt he can't taste

The waves have never irritated him and some way or another his head

has never been submerged

In any case, call it an incident or a hunch that may originate from

the atmosphere up above

Since the kingdom is unfathomable and its option ways might be seldom caught on

Hyper vision is a blessing and in correlation for a hefty portion of us there might be pretty much nothing

that we can recognize

So let us abstain from our craving to meddle or disturb what may end up being

both sensible and great

For if a visually impaired man can take in the methods for the world

that are very in spite of our own

give us a chance to drop the suspicion and venture back in worship and common amazement

The puzzles of our presence may infrequently lie over the surface

of our comprehension and the components far over the edge

On a starry evening we may understand the stars and on a translucent day

daring souls may even set out to look specifically into the sun

However, don't be naive to the point that you could be hoodwinked

Unrefined techniques for comprehension are probably going to hoodwink us

Take a gander at the devotee with his clumsy contraption,

he looks to the daylight yet now and again neglects to see the gigantic sky

So how pompous we might be in judging the perceptions of others

Isn't it obviously better to expel ourselves from the focal point of the universe

what's more, offer a lenient, commended moan

For no man has the privilege to force his impacts on the will of others

Subjectivity is impacted by history and individual reactions from what we have all come to know

Be that as it may, all the more significantly

there is an inherent arrangement of prizes and discipline

So it may be best to consider what the individual is probably going to lose or pick up

Gerald Marchewka is an American independent essayist as of now living in Lowell, Massachusetts. His latest books, "Straight from the Heaven's: Li Bai's Poetry in Retrospect" highlighting the outlines of Seb Fowler and "Verse for the Beat Generation, Volume l" are accessible on Lulu.com He might be come to at geraldmarchewka@yahoo.com