OH WAKEFUL HOUR;

THE FRIEND OF DARKNESS

LIGHT.

LAYERS OF MEANING

UNFOLDING

IN THE QUIETUDE OF SILENCE

A VOICELESS VOICE SPEAKS…

TO I AND TO ALL THOSE THAT LISTEN

WITH THE EARS OF FAITH

WITH THE EYES THAT SEE

(INTO) THE ETERNAL EMBRACE.

II

WE ARE GIFTED

EACH DAY,

EACH HOUR,

EACH BREATH

SO THAT WE MAY EXPERIENCE

AND SPEAK OF THIS GLORY.

III

IN MY WEAKEST

AND STRONGEST HOUR

YOU, THIS GLORY,

ARE EVERYTHING.

WITHOUT YOU, 

LIFE HAS NO PURPOSE.

ALL MEANING TO LIFE LEADS BACK TO YOU, THIS,  GLORY

AND, THAT, GLORY.