I have heard that the world is a beautiful place, full of colors and beauty that surmounts anything that we can ever observe. No doubt about that but how can I form an opinion now? I can’t observe this beauty that so many sing praises of. I am but an insignificant human being with many defects and flaws. Every human yearns for something in their life. Some want love, some want happiness while some are tired of their loneliness and life that they are living. I want something from life too but it is something that everyone has; I want colors.
I have heard that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder but how should I comprehend beauty when I have no sight. Yes, you read that correctly. I am blind. I have eyes but I can’t see, I’m sightless. My dream is to see colors, the vibrant colors that make the sky an almost powdery blue color while the trees and grass are fresh green with tiny dew drops from the night before still glistening on them. I dream to see light, the speckles of dust in it, and the colors that make up the rainbow. Only I wish I can be gifted with such sight.
I envy those who have the sight to see, the beautiful colors and landscapes around them but they do not appreciate that. I envy those who can witness a flower blooming from a bud but have no feeling for it whatsoever and lastly, I envy those who have sight but are blind for they are the one missing out on life. I wish someday I would have the sight to see this beautiful world whose part I am and will be till I breathe my last breath.