Is it true that your smile shines down on me in my tragedy. I cannot look to see-

I am blind but not unwise

I trust you are there

Let me be with you

I don’t want to captain this ship anymore- I’ve run into irons and it’s growing tough

I’ll show us the way if you drive but my legs are broken and I cannot hold ground.

My hands are numb and cold but my heart is warm like you. That is my guide.