Open Thy Heart's Eyes Poem by Mohammad Younus

What of the night?
They asked the blind
No answer comes
Day and night
All the same
How can he be
A judge of colours?
Dead eyes
In the sockets
How can he walk
On an uneven
Zigzag steep road?
Not comfortably
and with good steps
even on the straight road
Unless somebody
holds his cold hand
How can he walk to God?
Tell him to worry not
He is in him
He is with him
He is by him
O blind man
Open thy heart's eyes
You can see
He is not
some corporeal being

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