Even after years living with the blind,
guide dogs continue gazing into the dead fish
of their owner’s eyes. The dogs are not stupid.
They simply see what eyes can’t see
behind the bloodless husk of facts.
And soon enough, their guileless trust
awakens something in the blind:
not sight, exactly, but the cognizance
that they are seen—which is another kind
of seeing—call it faith, blind faith.