i might have written this.

I've been reading through my old journals, as sporadic as they are, and finding all kinds of interesting things. I found this dated October 12, 1997 (my sophmore year of college). I can't remember if I wrote it, or I copied it (I didn't note a reference, and can't find any reference of it online).

I can't see. I CAN'T SEE.
I try to look towards the light,
     to function normally,
and I can't.
Why?
And I'm empty - what can I do?
Inwardly I cry out, "Why?
     Lord, God, I can't see!"
And then His answer comes,
          bringing with it peace and comfort,
"My precious child,
     then look to Me."