I was born a lowly man
Yet I believed in myself
The World I know is a very nice Place
Though I can feel it, I cannot see it
In my imagination only do I behold you
A place that knows me
But I knew it not!
Thousands must have marched through you!
People cherished me and I see them not
Their presence is made known by their benevolent gifts
I have longed to love them in return
But it seems I am the least of creatures
I have always longed to be like them
Oh earth! I have threaded in your paths
I have been led by your shores
All I hear around me is your buzzing sounds
Like a mother in her travails, millions must have marched through you!
My eyes are heavy
Forgive me, If I have done any wrong
Erase your anger and let the heat flee
Reach out your arms so I can See the rain (once again)!
- The blind man's prayer
Quick note
Learning to appreciate what life gives you is a key to living without regrets on things you can hardly change or blaming others for things you cannot afford . Though the blind man here has not seen the earth nor its people, he appreciated the benevolence of both to him before proceeding to ask for more.
Key Note
Never stop being grateful no matter the circumstance. Gratitude opens a door to the giver's heart wider than ever. - Obi Gospel O.
Special Dedication
This BLOG POST is specially dedicated to the full recovery of sight for all those fighting GLAUCOMA and those born without sight.
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(c) Obi Gospel O.
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