Real world is invisible
without the Inner Eye.
It’s a lesson, I had learned.
I had to go through crises
till the Eye was opened.
Some are born with it,
some grow it with time,
and some die blind;
never missing them in life.
I would rather embrace
a colorless, prosaic world
that the Inner Eye will show
than live in a mythic world of rainbow .
If you have it
Not only does this world
become a crystal
but also those who inhabit it.
And it’s the only way
to be spared from
that invisible big bad wolf.
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Invisibility @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
some die blind;
never missing them in life.. that’s so true. The mirage persists without the ability to see through it.
Wow! The Eye opened, we are spared. Why does that make me feel so sad? It should be a gift to know the relative worth of all, to cut through illusion! This poem shimmers on the edge of truth and paradox.
My Eye is open. Nevertheless I feel the need to see rainbows even paint them, for how else do we remain sane.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
I would rather embrace
a colorless, prosaic world
that the Inner Eye will show
than live in a mythic world of rainbow.
Beautifully deep and profound!❤️
that the Inner Eye will show
than live in a mythic world of rainbow .
The inner eye can detect the wants. It would allow one to choose what is desirous rather than stay cooped in one corner craving for activity! Very true Sumana!
Hank
I so resonate with your words, Sumana. So true that some grow this vision over time, and “some are born blind”. I love the world becoming a crystal. Such a thought-provoking response to the prompt.
Thank you for your words Sumana. You have reminded me that my inner eye was not open for many years, and gave me hope that it should never be closed again. We must choose to see the world around us.
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2016/11/16/indivisible/
My theme also, for this prompt!
Interesting viewpoint. I was born with it – I’m glad to know it can also be developed.
We all need to find a way to protect ourselves from the invisible big bad wolf! Not easy in these troubled times.
We are all individuals and experince things differently. We can’t always share the beauty we see as each of has our own perceptions. We are not right nor they wrong as our lives are uniquely our own.
Great poem very deep. Very important to have a third eye which I would like to compare with intuition.
Too many people, I’m afraid, lack the Inner Eye…
Inspiring poem, Sumana! So neatly composed!
Meditation, yoga, and all forms of out of body travel open the Inner Eye and help us see things beyond the physical realm…however, it’s not easy! Just as the owl is blind to the light of the day, we are blind to the spiritual world…Beautfiul.
Interesting-/ the inner eye vs a rainbow myth. So us it the crystal of the eye cut perfect that bends the light birthing that rainbow?…bkm
Hmm, deep. 🙂
Beautifully written, Sumana. Alas, there are too many who stay blind and are consumed by the invisible bad wolf…