Looking Without Seeing   Leave a comment

The gift of sight can suddenly be blinded by

Thoughts of what has been or what will be

Or pondering on whys; shadowing what’s now

Oh Lord I pray to keep the gift of what is present

Before upon reflection the present turns to past

And my soul becomes a hollow

Open my eyes, my heart to see

Each moment with You contains eternity

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