The Supplication

Before being put out of thy light my God I would like to see thou art vivid Though not sad nor weird being blind For I have seen thy light so much outside I will accept this as thy blessing infinite So merciful and so benevolent Thou art I think not to rebel against As now I would see thou art inside with bliss So illuminating I fear not going blind twice Though lightning and rain and thunder Thou bring together To bless this earth with flowers What then will I do with tears Only- thou art When I can't read and write