Blind Growth

When I no longer see the risk of exposure

Nor blame the past outcome

Or search for the cause of the future

The vision becomes clear while blindfolded

Simply walk through the dark lightly

And through the light with might

Because mustard seeds grow

Even though it seems slow

That’s about all I know

My senses tingle

As I begin to mingle

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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