Out Of The Darkness

 

Perhaps, in this place-

he'll learn how to pray,

to gaze at his endless inside;

receiving, a hope, the torment won't stay-

thinking of all, the mistrust he had caused.

The pain, he afflicted, on those, whom he loved!

 

Now, sitting alone, where no one applauds-

wrenching and screaming to Heaven above-

Oh, Father, shine down on my son and your's,

embracing with Angels, the "spirits of love!"

 

Show him the light, that he might receive,

if, only, he reaches Your hand, to believe.

Replace self-pity, arrogance and shame,

with, compassion; embracing the Heavenly Sphere,

Humility and love,  refreshes as rain,

bring him safely, to his home,  again.

 

  

Shirley Ruksznis Yoing ©2005