He meant us to be free.
Do not submit again to the yoke of slavery.
This is always our often unanswered plea.
Perhaps all this needs some bravery.

As usual I was thinking about myself negatively.
And then I saw a blind man tottering.
What right had I not to think positively.
Or see happiness squandering.

Faith is what matters .
Through love it makes its power felt.

We search for spiritual ladders.

Lest trapped trapped by a monstrous recurring belt.

Forget your  troubles man.

Remember the blind man.

…..

Think of the blind man

Despite all he complains not

Best to think of him

…..

See Galatians 5: 1-6