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.