Beside the river

Being blind has never stopped us seeing
For though my eyes see darkness
In my mind is so much light
It floods into my consciousness
And my imagination
Honestly it now is at its height

Beside the river I can hear the splashing
The joyful gait that clearly it creates
The vigour snd the forcefulness
The exuberance
the episodic rambling sweet states

Harmony i feel it all around me
Sitting cross legged on the Grassy bank
I can smell the blossoms
I can hear the Bee’s
Can almost taste the honey
As if its dripping from the trees

The wind prepares a symphony
The leaves and grasses too
Express their floral rhythm
And their utterness to do
Bird song drifts melodically
For no other reason
Than to share
the beauty
Of the feathered songful season
Thats out there

Each utterance spellbinding
To raise my mindseye to
The gloriousness of being
On the river bank with you
My friend my dear friend Josie
Who reads aloud sometimes
She is blind too but she reads in braille
Thats When Our spirit climbs

Up into the sky to where
We know the clouds do roll
The stanzas and the verses
And the odd dirge from the soul
A medley of emotions
Is ours to pick and choose
We both imagine colours
Seduced by other news

We hear we smell we listen
And our senses seem to be
Giving us clear messages
Of what is possibly
Reality around us
A dreamstate we create
Based on our imagination
Is how we replicate

Then touching to feel the qualities
Softness wetness we
Imagine without seeing
A forcefield for the free
A fish perhaps leaps skywards
Observing us may be
She has eyes too
And perhaps a few
See and want excitedly

To Break through the true surface
To the light source where
Leaping into the human world
Momentarily to share
The two of us who hear her
Her rapturous desire
But she is gone before we know it
Her tiny heart on fire

We feel that the wind is picking up
Blowing leaves about
We ought to go home Anyway
We Are in no doubt
We are each others light source
Hand in hand we know
The way back to the cottage
And the path that we follow

The need is to be tactile
Our expression of care
Despite the roots that cut across the path
We are aware
We each make it our plan of action
To help each other out
And what some may see as difficult
Its not what we are about

The beauty of each moment
We relish and we feel
Every single sense beyond
Each step we take with zeal
We have to remain positive
In everything we do
Josie is a darling girl
And our love is true