Unseeing is not unfeeling
Eyeless is not heartless
Hears all, though can see nothing
Some wonderstruck – many sympathize
‘It’s surprising how he gets along!’
The sighs are heard
Once in a way one gives a helping hand
Though always borne,
Mere, noisy, pity hurts
The few affectionate greetings,
Even the smiles are understood
They are sustenance enough!
His caring action, His blessing, His glory!
The door is closed but opened not is the window!
