I wrote this poem to further elaborate on two complementary perspectives of the quotation “when a blind man sees again”. While the phrase may not necessarily resonate with everyone, I found that it had a profound meaning and can be interpreted in different ways.
When a blind man sees again
When a blind man sees again,
A world – once nothing but a mystery,
An entire phase of life, now cast to history,
And in those books, a timbered staff lies-
The one standing during the lows and highs.
Rose coloured glasses now undone with clarity,
He brought her freedom, truth and reality.
When a blind man sees again,
The first act: the walking sticks disdain,
When a blind man sees again,
The first thing he does is throw away the walking stick
that helped him all his life.
Anonymous
this is deep