Advancing Light

An ill-defined and dull miasmic cloud

Now hangs its dolour as a winding shroud

Upon the beauty of the sun-bright soul,

Obscuring light, appears a gaping hole.

A void of deepest night before me yawns.

Where now the beauty of those early dawns

Of youth in love, to live the greatest bliss

And happiness transparent as a kiss?

Empty are the days now she is gone,

Death has come, the dreadful deed is done,

Yet on this burning truth I meditate,

The bond of love is stronger than our fate.

I stand beside the sea as once before

To hear a voice across an unknown shore

That speaks to me in wave on rushing wave

A song melodious beyond the grave,

From those I love and lived to see depart

This edifice of the enamoured heart,

This pedestal of flame, abode of blood,

That seeks through countless births the ways of good.

The element divine in us survives

The swift descent of God into our lives,

For spirit with its source shall reunite

And darkness yield to the advancing light.