10 January 2013
Disabled, imperfect and inaccurate to look through colour blind eyes... they say, but I see things you do not
I see the colours where yours cannot I see beauty and art unique to only a few Where you share these things that become common amongst the many of you
But I never remind you of your imperfections as through my eyes there are none, only the sight of light a gift from the sun.
Only unique perfections - Through my recollections when I look back in your reflections, When you think that someone has a disability, also think that, this very situation has given them liberty, individuality and above all a new ability.
Colour Blind Eyes • Opuss № I