Two Blind People Poem by Gert Strydom

I saw them getting
in front of the line for the bus,
a blind couple
stopping just at the edge of the road
and no faithful Labrador was leading them.

The husband was leading his wife
with a confidence
which was lacking with her
as if somehow
he had developed
a sense of knowing,
where they were going.

Tapping on with his cane
like a insects feelers
and in a way
sensing distance, direction
and objects.

It was a bitter cold winter day
and both were clad
in black zipped leather jackets,
wore dark glasses
and chatted like other people do
while they were walking past
and I smiled at them in greeting
and somehow she smiled back at me
as if she was aware of my presence
and maybe she had a sixth sense
which comprehends more than sight.