Myself
Blind...with the beauty and symmetry of nature,
Deaf...with the mellifluous and profound music of love,
Mute...can't speak and expound my real sentiments,
Paralyzed.. can't act,can't execute,can't move,
Balked,Feeble,Depraved and Weak,
But I can still see everything,hear melodious sounds,shout with my heart and roam
everywhere with my imaginations,
Because God, you are my Savior....my eyes...my ears...my voice....my body.....because
you and I as one, is MYSELF.
Copyright © Jun-Jun Villanueva | Year Posted 2011
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