Chincotaegue Virginia. Photo by Sohan

When I most think, do mine eyes best see

The poverty in America that affects everyone

But when I sleep in dreams, my eyes imagine thee

And the darkness is still a darkness

While the light is still light

However, dark the shadow may be

The light will illuminate the darkness

And turn it into brightness

Like a sunny day with much clearer skies

When to blind eyes, your shade darkens so

How would I say mine eyes be blessed made

How would I say thy eyes are my blessing

By looking on the heavens in the living day

Through deep sleep on blind eyes doth stay

I am here to stay all days and nights to see thee

And day brightens nights when dream come true