Who’s Really Disabled?

She sits aside where no one stays Her gaze so deep it melts the days The world moves on too fast too loud Yet something lives in her unbowed A boy stays quiet in his space And they all whisper not our pace But in his stillness something glows Eternity without the shows But what if we are truly blind And they're the ones who see refined What if in all we fail to name God hides the greatest part of flame What if they're here to heal our sight Not with words nor strength nor might But simply through The way they are A crooked laugh a light inside So pure it makes the proud divide A glance that asks why all this noise A life that speaks without a voice They teach us courage day by day A patient strength that will not play And those who judge what's lacking there Have never felt how hearts repair For what if we're the ones who're deaf And they're the voice of God in breath What if their less is just enough To show us truth beyond our stuff What if they change us more than kings Than systems crowns or polished things What if they're known in Heaven's light As those who walk in sacred might Maybe there was never something wrong with you Maybe it was our sight that broke You were gifts And we We left them wrapped Because you are the ones We didn't understand But you have shown us How love sounds Without a word How strength lives Without a shout How God abides In the fragile The unformed The holy Not disabled But called Unfading Eternally precious God in you For us