Blindman's Bluff

Unaware of the darkness 

she stepped out,

determined never to look back.

She walked through the blizzard

and found blackguards,

took them as angels,

befriended.

She halted by the side of a frozen lake

to have some rest.

She played the bassoon

and her so called friends hated the sweet noise it made.

They left.

She remembered the blandishments.

She wept.

She helped herself on feet,

moved on to uncharted places.

She witnessed violent bloodsheds,

got used to it.

Now,at the sight of it

her heart did not bemoan,

it smiled.

Everyone she saw seemed a bigot.

She developed ulterior motives,

treated others as underlings.

Now she roamed about the snowy fields,

killing people,

splattering the red blood content on the black ice.

Her mind was bamboozled.

Her heart said - 'Have a bash'

and on she went, 

killing.

One night when she was walking

 through another heavy freezing blizzard,

something deep inside her

made her feel these things awry.

She recalled,

she had been blindfolded

the night she had stepped out in the dark,

when she was feeling unaccountably depressed.

She found her way back ,

went home,

lit up a candle,

got down on her knees,

with folded hands,

warm tears,

muttering lips.

She opened her moist eyes,

and she could see none

but JESUS !