Interior of Hope

I look back once again
at the waning of the long night

and the receding of the darkness

falling quickly behind me

into the distant past

and look forward
upon yonder wide horizons

into my dream of happiness

rising to meet me
on my way
joyfully ahead
eastward into my soul

even amidst the barren landscape

strewn with empty shells
of forlorn and broken things

across the long march of exile time

with the unmade grace of kindly wings
that bear my thankfulness high

towards that great mountain within

and the summit of my remembrance
beneath a multitude of living lights
amidst the eternal blue of my native sky

at the abode of my heart

where I dwell with my Eternal Beloved
in love with my Love
deep in the Sanctuary of our faith
in friendships made forever
at peace with my Peace.

- selah -

And in my every waking dream
when the night seems long
I look ahead once again
and walk the eastward way
deep into the breaking of dawn

away from the darkness of my past

forever, forever into the morn
far, far into the unfolding of my life.

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The Rise of Wormwood