..let us pause a while..
and imagine that we do no have the sight to see..
will we be just as blind? ..
like those that have eyes to see?..
..blind Mekbu with her litter of two, Jin and Jan..
how I take for granted..
this ability to see..
like as if it is my right..
when it is only God's gift to me...
..Mekbu, a week old..resting on her mother, Ayam..
that I may see..
....a month later, an affliction to her eyes rendered her blind..
the twinkle in your eyes as I held your close..
the red of your cheeks..
your lush wet lips..
imprints from a kiss...
..trips to the vet failed to get her sight back...
...it is incurable, they said..
or a walk in the dark..
where shadows lurk..
and trees swaying..
from unseen breeze...
..but for Jin and Jan, she's their mother..
blind or not..
but, above all, that I may read...