Faith In Time of Darkness

Is there a soul-estrangement worse than this,

To be adrift in a once- familiar scene,

To have lost to death the sweet beloved's kiss,

To have seen life's moments flicker as on a screen

And missed the spirit-dimension wandering blind

Among the thousand faces loved and known,

The bright ideas that once had lit the mind

Encased in silence now and still as stone;

Caught in a vast penumbra of the sun

Who once emerged from caverns of the night

To gaze upon the million-bodied One,

The plenary manifestation of the light.

And of the inner life what can be said,

There is no key or none can yet be found

But faith in time of darkness that has led

The spirit's search for consecrated ground.