Beyond sight

Step by step, steps are taken. Breathe by breathe, the air took shape.

And little by little, the world became colourful.
With each passing day, these hands became skillful.

The first sense of sight was not there.

Without light there was no sight. My hands, nose, ears and taste closely connected.
Each sense creates an art, that paints this world.

Through them, sight is present

Author's Note

Unrefined poetry laying around. Enjoy

Reviews

[Soren]

With each of these poetry is created and without sight or hearing poetry would not exist except in the mind of the author. A lovely write

[MrBlack202]

And your words echoes in my heart and are imprinted in my ears. Thanks for the review

[Betty Hermelee]

The senses, each in itself is an art, light comes from within… each of us “sees” through art and this art enlightens us….
Lovely
Warmly
B

[MrBlack202]

Thank you for your kind review.

[Soren]

You are most welcome Betty