Without another eye
To move my gaze from where it rests,
I would not see the little things
My words would not astonish me.
Without another ear
To hear the words I thought I said,
I would not care to check my thoughts
And would not think to fear the truth.
Without another voice
To question what I really meant
And push against my words with words,
The tongue would hush within my mind.
But eye, and ear, and voice, and mind
Combine to find a fitting form
To bring before their foreign friend –
A poem to surprise us both.