Lost

by revbillcook

I thought blindness would come

over me gradually,

like the earth’s shadow

slowly covers the moon

until the eclipse is full.

.

I expected that I would be

an old man with his red tipped cane

carefully tapping the sidewalk.

.

I never expected this

tsunami,

this overwhelming brightness;

that I would be

a swimmer lost

in a sea of light

praying for shadows.

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