Blowing Away

I cannot see
I cannot hear
I am unable to comprehend or know
to understand to grasp anything
The complexity of myself, those around me
and the world is more than I can handle
More than I can grab, tie down and keep from
blowing away.

It's all blowing away.

These thoughts at first seem hopeless and depressing,
but they lead to the most hopeful conclusion in all humanity.

I am blind
I am incabable
I am feeble and needy.
I am dust
but I am dust you have breathed into
and because of that breath I am all at once
dead to all the things I tried so hard to keep from blowing away.

It's all blowing away.

I am blind, but blinded by your light
I am deaf, but I can hear you whisper in my head

Somehow, in this beautiful kingdom of paradoxes,
I become capable in my incapability,
wise in my foolishness
alive in my death
Because of Your breath
Because of Your blood
Because of Your heartbeat.