the battle
The real spiritual combat is the struggle to keep moving toward the light precisely when the darkness is so real.
– Henri Nouwen
the dark came
and took me
places I didn’t want to go
brought me things
I didn’t want to know
and I was saved alone
because of the faith
I lived before this great darkness
You see, I knew there was light
even though I couldn’t see it
because the light was hidden inside
it called me to come
In the blackness it still shone
even though I couldn’t see it
my heart could hear it
because it was tuned
in the silence it still called
in the months of waiting
when I couldn’t walk,
even when I couldn’t move,
You were there
my heart felt you there
to carry me
to place me in the arc
to keep the flame alive
to make sure the darkness didn’t win
to make sure the stone was rolled away
so I could find the tomb door
on the morning I awake
to live again
AL 4/4/13
life: acoustic & amplified 