SIGHT

        You look upon your circumstance
        And shudder at the sight
        You cannot see an answer
        To the volume of your plight
        Optically, you see with eyes
        That stare upon a world
        Rejoicing at the spiral
        Into which you have been hurled.

        There is hope, but only if
        Your faith comes into play
        By handing it to Jesus
        There is bound to be a way
        To rise up from the ashes
        Of a life you tried to own
        Not by sight but faith, He says
        Will conquer the unknown.