Being blind I thought I should have to go out to meet things, but I found that they came to meet me instead…
If my fingers pressed the roundness of an apple, I didn’t know whether I was touching the apple or the apple was touching me…
As I became part of the apple, the apple became part of me. And that is how I came to understand the existence of things.
As a child I spent hours leaning against objects and letting them lean against me. Any blind person can tell you that this exchange gives a satisfaction too deep for words…
Touching the tomatoes in the garden is surely seeing them as fully as the eye can see. But it is more than seeing them.
It is the end of living in front of things, and the beginning of living with them.
—Jacques Lusseyran
And There Was Light
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Deep. This is verily the oneness of all that exists. The moment we realize this, we enter it and become free!
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Thank you so much Damodar for your beautiful and profound comment!🙏
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Deep and poignant words of then there was light. You have to become that light in order to know what light is. Great poem, Amira.
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Thank you so much dear Kamal, so true my friend, let us be Light! Warm hugs and much light & love your way! Amira 🙂 ❤
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You are always welcome dear Amira ♥️♥️♥️♥️ Love and hugs to you too. Happy day
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Beautiful,beautiful poem Amira! Love and many warm hugs,Linda.
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Thank you so much Linda! I am glad to hear you enjoyed it! Much love always and big hugs back to you! 🙂 ❤
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