Poem: Blind Faith or Blind Disbelief?

I stare into the Light
Nothing stares back.
I can't see
should I have faith
in what should be there
even if my vision
is clouded?
Do I trust blindly
in fate or destiny
or in higher powers
beyond my understanding?
Or should I only depend
on what I can see
or hear
or touch
or feel
or perceive
and just in the tangible?
I cannot see past the
blinding glare
therefore nothing is there?
Are they mutually exclusive
or can there be a compromise?
Do I have the time
to contemplate
all of the possibilities
and ramifications if
one or the either
or both
are the truth?

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