by Abigael15 Nov 2013
If I were blind from birth may a poet paint
with words the beauty of our planet earth.
If I were born deaf, let rhyme and lyric
rhythm beat down full upon my breast.
Should my limbs be paralysed, grant me
travel with a roving bard's visionary eyes.
If life became dark despair, let a poet's
third eye illuminate and be my guide .
When lovesick heart dwell in me, may
a bard show me love’s rich tapestry.
If my mind dims in arches of the years
may a poet's prayer ease woes and fears.