It is so challenging to lead when one can not grasp the Way.
Even more challenging when one knows from experience
too many of the irrelevant detours available,
to hear
the voice of one crying out in a self imposed wilderness
because this is the only way one perceives the Light…
through intimacy with darkness.do not be afraid, I am here.
The call to be prophet
when one desires only silence.
The call to use words
when one desires only presence.do not be afraid, I am here.
The gift of vision
when one wants ignorance
of the pain of the acceptance
hidden within the cross
of one’s personal journey.do not be afraid, I am here.
May we be graced
with the humility to desire
the masquerading glory
hidden within the cross
of one’s personal journey.do not be afraid, I am here.
Within darkness I see the Light.
Embracing my lostness I am found.
Listening I am heard.
Hidden within the Cross
is my personal journey…
and yours.do not be afraid, I am here
and I am here too.— asmn
There is a story behind this poem. Perhaps I will be given an opportunity to write about it in the near future. Thank You. Thank you asmn.
Crux Sacra Sit Mihi Lux (Holy Cross be my light)