Senses

I walked sightless before realizing I had become blind.
The light at the edge of the world had dimmed;
Blending into the mundane and becoming nothingness.

Where was I? What had I become?
Lo, I could not perceive my very visage within
The murky depths of LIfe.

Long I wandered in senselessness,
Stumbling, though there were no obstables to fumble over.
The blade in my hand, and the one ‘pon my tongue; Useless.

That burst of Spring, I vividly recall
Came charging through my muddled mind.
Filling my ragged soul with a weight of Regret it was not fit to carry.

The winds of Time and Passing blew;
Autumn came, and Winter soon after.
From the blazing of the gentle boughs, to the freezing bite of the longest night.