Glimpse of Light
A door slams, locking us in the dark.
The handle spins uselessly in our grasp.
We see a tiny cross-shaped eye hole,
We catch a glimpse of light.
Keep looking, light dissolves the door,
We will step from darkness into light.
A door slams, locking us in the dark.
The handle spins uselessly in our grasp.
We see a tiny cross-shaped eye hole,
We catch a glimpse of light.
Keep looking, light dissolves the door,
We will step from darkness into light.
Love this poem. May we all have excellent Lenten journeys that end in the light of the Resurrection.