Having Been Blinded Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Having Been Blinded
Wandering down strings of chords, enjoying their senses as
they touch my mind.
Caressing gently, carrying me into the future of destiny,
with a hopeful prayer upon my lips.
Having been blinded by the past for so long, now eyes wide
open, sight having been clarified.
Being justified in rhythms of melodies, allowing them to
become a part of life within.
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