Precocious, gifted
children high I.Q. can cue
haiku uplifted.
Disabilities
are relative, special needs
curb abilities.
Isolated mind
finds too few consalations
ahead or behind.
Beacon beckon high
perched up in the mind's lighthouse
fingers hurt heart's cry.
Pointed glance for why
and wherefore scans horizon,
hopes answers float by
until sea meets sky,
till haze plays daze with thought maze
echoing soul's sigh.
Adopt or adapt,
option apt adds attention
rapt to verse unwrapped.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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