The God Who Waits Within

July 14, 2013

Man moves as if a shadow of himself

Trekking along a grey forbidding shore,

Wanting to search, unable to recall

The distant haunting memory, the key

Once known in other worlds and ancient times.

Pacing unaware of sky and sea,

Lost in thought and wandering alone,

Hoping, almost in prayer, to reach again

The summits seen, the vision briefly glimpsed

Of one who is the bearer of the Light,

One who speaks directly to the soul.

If one can still see beauty, feel delight

In passing wayside blossoms, hear the song

Perched atop a tree, a songster's prayer,

Perhaps man may survive, the world transform

And manifest the God who waits within.