I did not forget how to see but rather I forgot that there are things to be seen
I forgot that there is an openness within my being that I should embrace
Inside all of us resides a campestral of thought and emotion not visible by the weight of our eyelids
How often do we dare to run through to explore?
How often do we dare to see?
When will we learn to love the vastness that resides within us when we close our heavy eyes to learn of our heavy hearts
It is inherent for us to see, we only blink so that we may see again and again
So open your eyes
Watch your soul grow among the field of unspoken thoughts
And give them voice
k.s. (2.21.2019)
Campestral: (adj.) of or relating to fields or open country
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