My eyes cannot see The greatest gift of all The baby steps it takes The beaming paths it leaves The doors it knocks on The hands it shakes The meetings it nourishes The memories it cherishes The flowers it blossoms The bees it feeds The sweets it sows The incense it sprays The air it freshens My eyes cannot see the smallest particles My ears cannot hear the silent music My fingers cannot touch its hidden fibers My tongue can only speak half or none of what its worth My nose cannot smell the beauty it emits It can only feel "love is blindness"