A billion – billion
The earth have trod,
Each unknowingly glowing
Wearing the image of God.
This old world runs on atrocities
Yet cries for ruined lives;
Avaricious society kills the earth
Then demands those with less, clean up the mess…
Witlessly wondering why
The trampled turn to suicide.
The few who try
To peacefully live and die
Can find no rest
And thereby so much of the planet goes unblessed.
Some things a man thinks he does
When in reality, he does not know;
So much cannot be said
Of wisdom from far beyond ones meager head;
With my words I try so much to show
Yet, even these all are not the Light,
Merely just the glow.
In all the pains and wrongs
The earth has endured,
In all the priceless and witty
Attempt at holy-words;
Through and within and far beyond
All of these there is but one cure,
One devine voice calling and caring
To be sought, found, and heard.
One Light glowing
In the darkness of night.
Throughout humanities ‘ long and terrible night ‘
What we all need and desire so
Is the way, the truth, the light;
Everything else by human hand, as grand
As it may seem
Just rises to fall, comes to go
Points towards, but is not the Light,
Tis merely just the glow.
Some day when this is all done
We shall come to understand
It was, and always is, the light of the Son
That glows – and grows –
Into the heart of each child, woman and man.
‘ From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all. ‘ -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
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