Sightless

Willing I am to look upon Thy words, written by Your most esteemed pen. But unable I am to comprehend its might, Oh Baha. Forgive me for for my heedlessness. For my back is burdened by the the might of my sins. Troubled by my foolishness I weep in despair, Oh Baha. How forgetful I am, how ungrateful I am. That in one instance I completely and absolutely forget Your Glory. How could I ever live up to your esteemed station. Oh Glory even now as I sing Your praises I forget the love that your most glorious pen has assigned for me. Saved me you have from my own self damnation. But yet I become ungrateful and undeserving with every passing second, Oh Glory. Oh wronged One.