The Light

My eyes are fixed upon a holy light in life’s darkness

It is far yet near, separate from me but here.

Is this Holy light a person, a place, a condition?

Is it a fire, consuming all, or a beacon guiding me?

Or is it a call, a hearkening, a beckoning to come?

Is this light part of a larger one?

A piece of the whole I can not see?

Is this light for me, for anyone, for everyone?

Is this light stationary, waiting, is it moving away,

Or moving toward me as I desire to reach it?

Do I search it out, and move toward it?

Hoping to find, to discover, and be warmed by its light

Or do I pull away in fear of the unknown?

Will this flame consume me? I wonder.

And yet I am drawn as a magnet by a force unseen

Drawing near to this precious light, all becomes brighter, clearer

Its unquenchable heat radiates to all and permeates my bones

Its glow lights my way and shows me the edges to avoid

I feel safer, somehow protected in its wondrous aura

And want to remain here, finally at home.

In this holy closeness I am filled by this light’s warmth and comfort

As I open myself to this gracious soothing flame of grace

I feel incredible love and gentle kindness and mercy

Giving myself totally, enveloped, I become somehow one with this light

Taking on its glow, reflecting and spreading its light from within

For I know this wondrous light is His presence, His love

His incredible and boundless grace, there for me always,

It sustains me with blessings and mercy

This is all I need, all I will ever want

Now part of me, its brightness I can not contain,

I will bring His light of love

With me forever, to share and spread to all I meet

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