Blind and Blessed
by Frederick Douglass Grimes, III
A Bird sits in a tree.
Ships sail over the seas.
What’s life’s destiny for you and me?
Can the Blind truly see?
If not, are we really free?
Or just slaves to the darkness, unending and deep?
With the inner eye, we can see the truth,
Each one of us, down to me and you.
Who are we then to judge another?
After all, are we not sister and brother?
We live in the shadows every day
With only the Light of the Lord to guide the way.
At times the peace we feel can’t be replaced,
Not taking part in the hustle and bustle,
Nor giving into the chase.
Life is surely fast enough.
Take time to sit and ponder
And deal with your inner stuff.
Even in darkness we show no fear,
Because God is with us, always near.
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