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.