In autumn's rain, where laughter softly swells,
A blind girl dances, kicking leaves that fell.
Her joy, a melody, pure and unconfined,
While shadows linger, secrets intertwined.
The man, weary from a world so stark,
Draws near, enchanted by her vibrant spark.
He finds her there, a vision wrapped in light,
A fleeting smile breaks through his endless night.
Yet in her laughter, echoes of the past,
Whisper of burdens, shadows that are cast.
For joy can mask the weight of unseen chains,
And happiness can hide the deepest pains.