1 - Sonnet On Vision

What inward sight illuminates our way - Whose lucid eye can all the ages span - To see the Mystic Law that holds its sway Beyond the endless birth and death of Man? The luminary moon, when night is done, Still rules the tides, though the daylight hides it. The lotus always turns to face the sun And yet what blossom eye ever guides it? The cross-eyed men with intellect adorn Their intuitions - blind who lead the blind - The common mortals - blind when they were born - With doubtful eyes that Truth could never find. We look - we stare - we gaze and gaze - but we, With sightless eyes, forever fail to see. – Harley White < October 6, 1999 >