" IN POOLS OF FAITH "

In the final desperation
There is nothing
Just,
An island of trust
The belief in his glorious evolution
Naked,
In unfamiliar darkness
Where,
On my knees
I pray hard
As I cry alone,
In pools of faith,
And in the holy water
Streaming down my face
I taste the fear of loneliness
And still, the pain
Takes me into it's oblivion
Where his flame
Warms the way into
The death of me,
And the resurrection
Of my faith
Born,
Of that very loneliness
And pain,
Affording me the hope
That I shall Love & Live again
Without the pain,
And the glory which these tribulation's
Have bestowed upon me
Leap, as joyousness
Propelled
Through his heart,
And,
His Loving,
Grace....

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)