Ask a Blind Man

Pablo Picasso

Pablo Picasso

We the sighted
take sight for granted
Therefore we don’t see very much
Much as we who eat what we want
take taste for granted
A crust bores us

We are satiated
over`stimulated souls
What need do we have for a God
when we have American Express
What need for prayer
if we are divine

Fast a month
and then you’ll taste
the honey at the heart of the oatmeal
Spend a week in solitary confinement
and then you will see
the imago dei

To be without
is appreciation’s key
much as over`abundance is its padlock
Ask a blind man since he’ll understand
Ask a dying woman
she will tell you

“At times the blind see light,
And that moment is the Sistine ceiling,
Grace among buildings ~ no one asks
For it, no one asks . . .” ~ Stephen Kuusisto


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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6 Responses to Ask a Blind Man

  1. I’ve had the fortune to speak to the blind – and the hungry – but I may not have learned all that I could

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