After Gaetan Picon Poem by Eric Torgersen

All seeing is joy
when it is simply seeing.
It is from the mind
that the trouble comes.

When it is simply seeing
the eye is lucid, whole;
the trouble comes
when the mind divides.

The eye is lucid, whole,
illiterate, agnostic;
where the mind divides,
the worm of blindness enters.

Illiterate, agnostic,
the stunned eye falters;
enter the worm, blindness,
the serpent, text.

The stunned eye falters.
It is from the mind,
this serpentine text.
Only seeing is joy.