We are not born with sight

We are not born with sight
We are born eyes closed
As if two leaves covered our eyes

Eyes that turn gold in the sun
Eyes that fade into autumn colour
Eyes that connect to the soul with tubes
Eyes that visit the dust of the heart

Incomplete eyes that cannot teach
What the heart yearns for
Eyes eclipsed by shadows
So that we have no knowledge

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