It's impossible to hear a tune if you're deaf,
but the rhythm like an echo,
waves through sound.
Rattling your bones to the beat in the air.
It's motive to save moments of misery,
because I would be nowhere
without the wave pushing me along.
A blind man is eyeless, unable to see the sun.
It's scorch and burn isn't any different for him
even though he's got zero ability to see.
Set your mediocre
senses to the side
in the moment.
Ask yourself,
how does the misery
affect your ability to live in it?
