Merely Invisible To My Eyes
I gaze at the breezy leaves.
Hypnotic, their simple dance.
And I think of all the things that I can’t see.
I can’t see the wind, I know it’s there.
I can’t see thoughts but I know I have them.
I can’t see love, yet I know it is real.
I continue my study.
I tend the gentle sway, natures’ green and ochre beauty,
It reminds me of my blessings;
To be able to see,
To even enjoy such wonderment
of what is merely invisible to my eyes
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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