My eyes are frail and cannot see
The magic right in front of me
The myriad colors of sky and sea
Remain a mystery
There is no joy in what I view
There is no strength in what I do
At every breath I groan and rue
For I have no clue
No one sees the me I know
Only a facade I show
I smile without a trace of woe
Hidden behind a glow
Yet there was a hand that pierced my veil
There was a wind that filled my sail
With a gaze that does not cease
He let me taste His peace
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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