From the
ashes
of darkness
of pain
of death
quivering, hesitant
rises
the shadow-flame
of truth
blurred by tears
only slowly
very slowly
it metamorphoses
into a brilliant
yet soothing
light
of a whole truth
that illuminates
the tunnels
of the mindscape
i watch
..mesmerised..
the rainbow balsam
healing touch
on my wounds
i listen
..astonished..
to the truth
that sings
the inevitability
of the encounter
with the loving,
with the peaceful,
with the gentle
with God..
..
with the peaceful ,
with the gentle
with God—
