Beacon of Hope
One step in front, and then another
the pilgrim looks around to no avail
Makes a devotion to the Holy Mother
Praying that light may lift the veil
And then in the very distance
So small yet bearing significance
A guiding beacon lights the sky
The traveller sees though glooms dark lie
Like a sail caught downwind
the pilgrim feels safe and strong
Fearing loss and light rescind
he endures, ever pushing on
Ever bright it grows, the sky’s own compass,
Reflecting on a life of good
Whilst sun may rise and journey end
Ever will the star befriend
Copyright © Rory Clark | Year Posted 2012
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