Grant Me Your Eyes

the flesh is weaker – weaker, still
the mind corrupted in weary beat
drives the heart in bloody drive;
lustful stealth in darkness crop.

but hope lies outside the flesh –
the one blind cannot hope
to open the eyes of another.
the one who sees – far further,

grant me your eyes, that one may see,
and find in one outside me
the grace and love I need.

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