That is Love

unable to see,

What kind of life would it be?

Not to see the love I know,

not to see the flowers bloom,

the sun to rise, or even the moon to glow!

What would become of me?

Is it that I am blinded by sight?

My eyes can no longer see the light!

Have I become a part of the night forever?

Where do I begin?

When do I start?

I can still feel the love.

I can hear it all around me.

I can smell the flowers.

The sun is so warm on my skin.

I can taste the rain.

Love is NOT something to see!

Love is in the heart, I feel it!

My beauty is not just seen.

It is inside my Soul, my Heart, and my Mind!

Seeing is NOT believing!

Believing in what I hear inside of myself

That is Love!

My Soul holds all the greatest treasures

I have to give.

All I have to do

Is want to live!