Faithful
Light
As the road
passes below my feet,
The light
grows.
Growing
brighter and brighter,
My burdens
become easier and easier.
The fullness
of time passes through grace,
And I feel
the warmth upon my skin.
Float with
the faith found in the Eternal,
And rest in
the hands of soft security.
I am!
And it washes
over me.
Washes
through the aging tissue;
Into the
bone.
I see!
The aura of
being is before me,
And I
rejoice.
As I
surrender,
I am
strengthened and fulfilled.
By: Kent
Lambert
March 6, 2007
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