Bravely Blind Climber Child

Hands holding Hands

Hands guiding Eyes

Imagining, Pretending

Living, Ignorance

I place her palms on the cold metal ladder

Her fingers flick at the flaking faded colourless paint

I tap the bottom rung. I say her name

Like a robot she lifts a leg

Drops a foot and begins to climb

Bravely Blind Climber Child stepping into darkness

Trusting tones, trusting touch, trusting too much

Face lifted towards the sun she cannot see

Hands gripped firmly and then blindly distracted

Little feet balancing precariously

Hands holding Hands

Hands guiding Eyes

Sounds of a thought. Perhaps.

Probabilities. Possibilities. Potentialities.

Joy soars through my body escaping into a vibration of laughter

Pride born from admiration, soaring to the sky and beyond

Protective hands; protecting from the fall she cannot see

Instinct trying not to carry, prepared to catch

Instinct trying to explore, learn, play, to become

Hands holding Hands

Hands guiding Eyes

Admiring. Seeing. Learning. Loving.

Silent Responsibility. Excuses.

Together fighting the boundaries of control

Together for a few hours for a few weeks

Bonded in a dance of rhythms

Bonded in a tangible energy

An ocean apart in perception. In reality

Hands holding Hands

Hands guiding Eyes

Eyes learning mystery

A future in shadows

Encouraging words; words void of meaning

Every step another victory

A screech of Happiness sliding with gravity

A battle against prejudice; a trophy for truth

I want the whole world to See what you are

You are Incredible

You are too Brave

You are full of Power

You are only Blind.