Seeing, the Enemy of Sight - Living in now

“You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.” - Henry David Thoreau

 

He reached out, with tentative explorations, in the heavy darkness. Night and day seem the same in a world where light refuses to shine. Colors are there, regardless of illumination, and he could on occasion feel them as real as the cold chill that accompanied this new life. When the vision of the journey's end is robbed, and the consuming desire for just the next step outweighs all worry about the end of the day, a strange liberation occurs in the mind. Its' as though the ability to look far down the road robbed him of the necessity of realizing each step. This is where he found himself, alone with no thoughts of tomorrow, of where the journey will end, but of only where to put his foot down, or if to put it down. The survival of the next, not the concern for the end, pushed him on and before he realized it, a mile lay behind him and the cool night air of blindness let him live in the struggle for the next step. Strange the way of blindness that made seeing the enemy of sight, for his vision though gone, was now clearer then ever before. 

Also published in Broowaha Citizen's Magazine