Towards the Truth-Light

19 September 2010

Perhaps before the final chapter’s end

I may attain a modicum of peace,

A settled will, a deepening love to rend

The past that pain-filled memories might cease.

The path before me endless seems and I

Through centuries experience the hard

And obdurate recalcitrance still try

And limp through days blindly seeking God.

Yet One abides with me or I would fall,

Alone my strength would fail for the Unknown

Looms vast, I hear the siren voices call –

How little through these many lives I’ve grown.

I live in greyness, round me all is grey

And yet the candle of the spirit burns

Through dream-tossed nights where all I can is pray

And know my soul towards the Truth-light turns.