The Blind Man Poem by Vince Rogers

Have you ever wondered, of what does the blind man dream? ? ? ?


It can't be of pretty girls’ faces, or the earthly beauties he's seen


Maybe he sees dimensions of honesty, or the color of children’s laughs


Maybe he can still see a woman's beauty, even after her youth has past


Maybe he hears tormented souls crying, or the Devil cursing in his sleep


Maybe he sees haunting twilight specters, that through closed windows creep


Surely it’s a great tragedy, that he’s missed seeing every wonderful thing


Or maybe seeing only what's in his heart, makes him God’s most beloved being