Out of Sight

Once a month, the residents of Selis Manor, a facility for blind and low-vision people, along with others bused in from other facilities, congregate for two hours of live music in the auditorium, along with coffee and snacks. I was astounded by the quality of the performance and cheered alongside another volunteer.
“Look at that man,” she said, indicating one who, eyes closed, swayed to the music with an enormous smile on his face. “He’s in his glory!”
I closed my eyes, thinking maybe I’d hear the music the way he did, and realized there was no way I could.