Some end up lucky, while some in despair.
They touch, feel & read by pressing,
Life for them is a game of guessing.
We better agree that our lucks must be bright,
We have been gifted with the vision of sight.
We know how the sun sets and rises,
What the world looks like, what all it comprises.
Impaired but ambitious,
Disabled but precious.
Each one of them has a different spark.
Remember, no blind is afraid of dark.
Writers, teachers, photographers,
They have potential we don't see,
And sometimes it just occurs to me,
Are they blind? Or are we?
We must show gratitude towards this blessing,
Our life could've also been a game of guessing.
— Balshree Adityaa Wagh
04 April 2017