That year I was
blind
Chasing what
I couldn’t find
Lost in the
day light dark
Like a pin
in the hay stack
That year I was
blind
Listening to
the devil’s sound
With my ears,
close to the ground
Bush beating
all around
That year I was
blind
Dependent on
her hazy smile
Smiles that
comes from mindless mind
That are
made to set me bound
That year I was
lost
With my back
against the cross
Lost in friend’s
bandwagon
Pushing me
high like a wild dragon
That year
When cloud
became hue
And no
presence of morning dew
I looked
through and through
And knew the
answer was you.
Grace found
me
Coiled her saving
hands around me
Now I can
face many years with a smile
Knowing fully
the light is mine.
#ChrististheLight
©YommyBishop……
May 2017
