Motion is a must. Direction is blind. Faith is seeing.

Blind Faith…is it truly blind?
Motion is a must. Direction is blind. Faith is seeing.
Blind Faith…is it truly blind?
Running, running, running can’t stop. Falling, falling, falling out of control. Rising to fight and falling down…facing fears and failing. The void rises to swallow the flame, the life of the faithful….but is the faithful alone?
Is the faithful alone?