Sitting In the Darkness

I sit in the darkness, Alone and Afraid, Waiting for my Lord. All around me fires rage, The earth shakes at it’s core, Brother fighting brother... Are these the signs spoken of so long ago? Is this the end of hope? Or the beginning! I sit in the darkness, but see one lonely flower. Dew dropping from its petal, As if a tear is shed for what man is doing. One lonely flower shining in the starlight, Just before the dawn of a new day. In that small flower I see hope. The Lord weeps, but I am not alone.