If I could trade my eyes today I'd trade them with the Sun to wake up with the world and greet another morning come I'd watch the shadows bathe beneath the warmth of every ray I'd float upon the waters in the gentlest of ways and if the clouds delivered Latter Rain upon us all then I would be returned the eyes exchanged to watch it fall I'd never want to miss the chance to see beyond this life to reconcile my body with the source of Truth and Light
βTherefore be patient, brethren, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, waiting patiently for it until it receives the early and latter rain.β James 5:7