Many things are noticed when one can’t see,

Against our face the wind or a bird chirping in a tree.

From the air the sound of a plane soaring by,

Thunder claps as loud as a sonic boom.

People laughing with each other driving past,

Dogs barking in a nearby yard as they’re listened to.

The sound of music heard through an open window,

Two people in love saying goodbye at the door.

There are many, many things we notice with closed eyes,

Not only the darkness that’s with us inside.

The mind will open at the time our eyes close,

And see more than can be imagined in this dark world.

Keith Garrett