When in such grief and pain my own heart cried
My eyes saw a dark tunnel drawing me
This might be my path as I felt dread
Near a slope as grave as ends can be
Hesitating. wondering what to do
When with such grief and pain my own heart cried
My eyes still saw the darkness drag at me
Shall I go or stay, what will it be?
Not the love entire my heart once craved
Rushing to unravel mystery
Then a fire, a cloud of gold I knew
My frantic rush had kept Love far away
My eyes desired the darkness beckoning me
Silent,warm , the Good caressed me
I recognised but had no words to say.
The warmth. the golden love from language free
A sheet of tears fell from my open eye
I felt the Love which saved me on that day
Rejecting the deep darkness and its plea
In despair we’re frozen , cannot play
In despair Love comes without our prayer
My eyes saw a tunnel beckon me
Down a slope as grave as earth might be.
How my heart sings 