" The Taste Of Fear "

In the final desperation there is nothing
Just the trust
The belief in His glorious evolution
Embracing the lingering darkness
On my knees
I cry alone in pools of faith
And the Holy water
Tumbling down my face
Where
I taste the fear
Of loneliness and still the pain
Takes me into the darkness
Where His flame
Leads the way into the death of me
And the resurrection
Of purity in Faith
Born from that loneliness
And of that pain
Affording me the hope
That I shall Love again
Without the pain
And the glory the tribulations
Have bestowed upon me
Through his Loving
Taste of fear
And shouldered
Grace....

Tony Taylor   (Tony Taylor)