Who molds the clay for my unseeing eyes? <br />The ineffable, seen, now I'm shriven. <br />The world pontificates; all its' truths lies, <br />To walls of sand the gullible driven. <br />Simon was there, Christ's Sacred Cross to heft <br />For the Lord did fall once, twice, a third time <br />The Sanctified Veil in half would be cleft <br />For all eternity mankind will pine. <br />As pilgrims we all face the decision; <br />Yield souls to Christ or to Satan be bound <br />Cleansed in His Blood, or by sin imprisoned. <br />Only authentic King by Yahweh crowned <br />Oh Lord, I implore Thee, be my steel shield <br />My vision, once touched, now forever healed.<br /><br />Barry Blander<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-blind-man-s-witness-a-sonnet/
