Blind Poem by Devon McElveen

I know I am in a field alone
Because I hear no one in the background
I can feel the wet grass as I am prone
I sniff the grass as if I were a hound
I hear the wind howl as I stand
It buffets my face without pain
I feel dirt and grit in my hands
It suddenly begins to rain
I hear the pitter-patter of it hitting the dirt
It feels so cool and refreshing on my skin
I stick out my tongue and it quenches my thirst
I never take granted the world I live in
I don’t need sight
To enjoy my life

(April 2010)