Had I not been swallowed by the night,
Imprisoned in a basalt cell of fear,
I never would have found your blessed light,
My only reason for existence- here.
I'll whisper of my journeys great and small,
Steep trails of darkness marked by endless tears,
Until your magic lifts my voice, my all....
In this shadowed room, the blackness clears!
The sojourn of this night is hard to fill
With every grief that we have ever known,
but holding you, I marvel at God's will-
That for a son so wayward, there's a home.
For once, beneath this mist and diamond sky,
I feel no need to question how or why!