All that Glitters is not Gold…. I have no sight but vision is mine….. / I have no hearing but I sense and understand….. WHEN I GROW UP? I have been known to allow my inner child to show / Usually prompting the question / When are you going to grow up Hitting the fan the great unspoken is aired, / and for one teeny weeny, miniscule second / of our blind, deaf and dumb earthly existence … / we are real. Blind Senses to a Dream To my eyes, it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, / Not wanting to forget this wonderful onset of a dream.