Blind man - Amélie Poulain

He was anxious to see,

He was anxious to hear,

The water running,

On the "pavée uni" de Paris,

Hearing the sound of old music,

Going through the Montmartre,

The loud noise of the cars,

Adding the joy to the morning routine,

The joy of the street murmurs,

Under the sunshine of march...

...........................

She came slowly from behind,

With her soft and firm touch,

Talking to him with a sweet melodic voice,

Grabbing his arm gently

And directed his cane to the street,

She said let's go "allons y ",

They both started to walk fast,

Wandering on the little sweet of Paris,

She walks next to him talking,

Telling him with joy how beautiful,

The new born day it is,

She is telling him about the butcher store ,

It has freshly cut meat prepared and a man,

Screaming out loud his promotion,

She's telling him about the mayor's window,

And how beautifully it is decorated,

She talks about the lady,

Who crosses the street,

Wearing the costume of her late husband,

Since the day he died,

Because she couldn't bear,

His tragical death.

She is telling him about the candy store,

The store with many coloured lollipops,

And the variety of different flavours.

She talking about the iceream store,

With best gelato in town.

The smiling baby in the cute outfit,

Seated in the red carriage next to her mother,

She is telling him about the fruit store,

That has that freshly cut melon aroma,

Inviting all customers,

To try the fresh melon of the season.

She keeps taking non stop to old man,

With immense joy,

And deepest passion,

She talks with her beautiful heart,

She talks with her firing black eyes,

She transmits her playful emotion,

With every inch of her moving body,

She is talking to him nonstop.

.......................................................

She saw the blind man,

On the other side trying to cross the street,

Yeah, one of busiest streets of Paris.

The man opened his blind eyes to infinity,

He opened his heart to inhale everything,

He explodes of joy and happiness,

He is not a blind man anymore!

He saw everything that the pretty girl saw,

He was feeling a great surge of love !

He was feeling the love of all mankind,

Like it belonged to him, and only Him....

©AniLaErinDi

March 29, 2017

Inspiration by the "Blind man" Amélie Poulain