Light-Bearer
Posted on 16 September 2009
I see emerald signs
on a wind-swept green shore
where wandering words
reach out for more
Whose symbols in symphony
play the music of spheres;
they’re calling so loudly,
but can can anyone hear?
I stand at the head
of the world’s lonely streets;
I call to the winds
where their boundaries meet
I am a light-bearer
to a world without hope,
casting out fear
where the darkness can’t cope
A voice in the wilderness
like John long ago,
Elijah is calling,
“It’s time to come home.”
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