Once my eyes were sea-blue and seeing And my breasts were round and full of milk. I breastfed Thebe with my wisdom, I lived and loved as a man, then as a woman, And again as a man, and saw All sides of the world, and the underworld. My wrinkled breasts stayed with me To remind me of life and the world, Of gods' flaws, spite and envy, And how blindness helped me see Beyond the gaze of mortal eyes. I saw my past and felt every hand on my naked body, Lust and love entwined, reason blurred by lechery, I recalled each sigh caused by the touch of Soft and rough fingers, lips and tongues And how happy my life was Before I became the seer. Then I learned that life's secret was in the readiness To embrace whatever was inevitable. Bio: Petar Penda is a professor of English and American literature (University of Banja Luka, Bosnia and Herzegovina), literary critic, and translator. His translations have been published in renowned journals in the USA and the UK. His poetry and flash fiction have been published in "Fevers of the Mind", "Lothlorien Poetry Journal", "A Thin Slice of Anxiety", "Trouvaille Review", " Amphora", and other journals.