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