love seems to fill everything when my eyes are adjusted but until then I scower the world looking for what’s already here could I catch a glimpse of what You’re showing me of Your sweetness, of Your truth then in one moment i realize how blind i am (and was and very soon may be) what would it be to be consumed by You, the All-Consuming Fire? i have a feeling You’ve made Your way around the world and it is i who am hiding. i am used to seeing blinded.