The Blind

Though I am a viewer in the night,

I see the color so bright

For me the sun never rises,

Nor ever the moon dies

My wish is to see a rainbow,

With blooming flowers in indigo

Colors so many, filled in the eyes of me,

In dark I imagine things that no one can see

Did even one saw a flower which is black,

I know my imagination is filled with lack

There is so much sadness in the water of darkness,

But I am the lotus of happiness in the water of sadness

I have learned to live in the film so dark,

I have courage no fear and worked so hard

As I am the only blind in the eyes of black,

And the lotus of black-water being slack