Nove Otto of Roses
By Fox-Trot-9
Rose 53. Blind
The blind who struggle in the dark
Can hear the singing of a lark
Far better than a skilled musician;
They live their lives inside the night
And fear no shadows that can fright
The bravest soldier's apparition:
And so they live and see no evil
And sit with monarchs on the level
In equal worth and recognition.
(To be continued...)
A/N: Here's one of the newer poems I did just a few days ago... This and the others deal with the Japense maxim: "See no evil. Hear no evil. Speak no evil."