I've been a blind man. A forlorn drifter
in the night. Walking, meandering without sight. Though, God endowed me with a spirit, which when enlightened would
reveal my way. but, I'm gaping as though a blind man. many times I've gone astray. Most are born blind men traversing
to and fro. Not apprised of the meaning of life and not aspiring to know. Though some analogous to the stream. Eventually
espy their way. Back to the father. To the quintessence from whence we came.
