Gift of sight.
I had a long known Gotoknow the diverse tastes of the wood, Each leaf, each bark, rank earth from every hollow; Knew the smells of bird's breath and of bat's wings; Yet sight I lacked: until you stole upon me, touching my eyelids with lihht finger-tips. The tree blazed out,their colours whirled together, Nor ever before had I been aware of sky in Gotoknow...
Thanks you.
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