Making Sense of the Senses

What makes me see the way I see?

You don’t have the same view.

There are endless combinations of everything;

What makes sense to me doesn’t make sense to you.

You say I’m blind, just open my eyes.

I’ve seen blind men lead,

And many sighted have stumbled,

The eye  reveals what our mind perceives.

Emotions are like waves that gather beneath calm waters.

They rise up high and come crashing down  to merge again into stillness.

And clouds that darken and slowly cover and threaten the skies

Last a while and dissipate into thin air like nothing ever changed.

We are at the beginning again and wonder what has happened.

So do not get caught in them.

They can carry you away.

If you let them guide you they will leave you alone and defeated,

But do take thought of them for they are not without a purpose.

Everything created has purpose.


About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. Recently I have begun writing a couple of blogs. One poetry and one on hope. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused. Soon to be added is another blog...writings on hope from a biblical perspective. Now it can be seen at please feel free to visit.
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