All seeing is joy
when it is simply seeing.
It is from the mind
that the trouble comes.

When it is simply seeing
the eye is lucid, whole;
the trouble comes
when the mind divides.

The eye is lucid, whole,
illiterate, agnostic;
where the mind divides,
the worm of blindness enters.

Illiterate, agnostic,
the stunned eye falters;
enter the worm, blindness,
the serpent, text.

The stunned eye falters.
It is from the mind,
this serpentine text.
Only seeing is joy.

Eric Torgersen

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-gaetan-picon/