About The Sun Poem by James McLain

Transported to learn with pain,
far away
the blind man sleeping learns
about the sun!
In order to die,
he must cross that wide open plain.
From each of each
and they of whom, which is thirsty
and empty of doubt!
Be their faith never restricted,
you commute with the feet of the homesick,
the homeless
when leading are led to the seashore
of each foreign country
depending upon the country,
come between and the air of blue most love!
This is your sovereignty
and why too my, I am you in bloom, agonizing!
Sorrow of this mixed fixed signal!
As for these whom are so patient ' So it is; Laureates'
Under someone's voice training it is huge
while I grow even smaller than each grain of sand
that one time the sea, never touches.