I will kneel at the closed stone door

And survive the pain of the meek and poor

Until His light shines down upon my face,

Filling my spirit with warmth and grace.

I will alone walk down a darkened path,

Knowing in my heart that He who hath

Adorn mercy and unconditional love

Shall send to me a message by dove.

I will hide away, lost in the dark,

So that His forgiving eyes my embark

Upon me, though I am shrouded in sin,

May too know the glory radiating within.

-written 1999