English Poem–Spot me, my Lord

From time immemorial, I have been groping around the well of worldly delusions:

Tossed up and down by the hope that some ray of rescue will come and shred away this darkness that surrounds me.

Prolonged and continuous darkness has rendered my eyes ineffective to catch the glimpse of your beauty.

And I pray to you, my Lord, to spot me and grant me your vision.

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