This poem is dedicated to the likes of Hellen Keller, Yinka Ayefele, Samuel C. ENUNWA and all of us who are physically impaired. I believe the Lord is our strength.
Every day you see and hear thousands
Of things _ words, whispers, colours, shapes,
Shadows. How does your mind make sense
At least tell me of all these
Sights and sounds? Understanding is
A mysterious process. In this
Mundane theme you’ll meet these
Ones who _ despite being isolated from this
Hearing and seeing world _ learn with ease
To solve some of life’s mysteries
So like the acolyte of mysteries
Please, these lines have come to appease
Thy boiling in displease to cease.
[The Mysteries of Life, Glencoe Literature 4] Samuel C. Enunwa April 11, 2012. Images: The Sense of Smell, 1987, Jack Beal. oil on canvass, 653/4 x 48in. The George Adams Gallery,New York. Please, feel free to encourage in any way you wish. My email is firstname.lastname@example.org You can as well follow me on http://www.twitter.com/samueldpoetry