Lost Sight Poem by Rick Elpers

My sight has gone
I see nothing as it was
Or intended to be

The emerging lives intertwined
Creating the other life separate
From individual experiences

But this new person's
Way of being
Is fragile sensitive, longing

The struggle is to have
Equanimity between me
And myself
And herself

Moments arise bare, raw
Open to discussion
Although reticent

I must remind myself
Of the miles between
As a barrier monumental

With change of intent
I must be careful
Not to misread her poems

So I run slowly
In circles
Hoping to see again