That seek the light

That seek the light 
With this stick along 
The corridor walk 
The light of the Lord
I, the blind found you 
Not by sight but 
By faith alone; Lord 
I have returned to 
All the stations of 
Getsemanne
Via Dolorosa 
Now that I have come 
To find you 
In your arms I fell 
Since birth I was blind 
In sixty years it was the dark 
At 80 on my own 
A vision of the Lord 
Thou shalt not be blind  
At 24 I travelled the earth 
From the slums of Manila 
To the poor in Delhi 
From Africa to Asia 
To the subcontinent 
And back 
Then on to the Holy Land 
At Nazareth I saw the father 
The son and Holy Spirit 
     As in Jerusalem 
Walking with Moses to Temple 
Across the mountains to Nepal 
Lord Buddha 
I, the blind 
   I, the deaf 
         I, the living 
    I, the dead 
I, the afflicted 
    I, the transgressor 
  I, the dark 
I, the child 
I, thee child 
     Thy shadow
            in the shadows 
    Thy light 
       In the dark 
Thy calm 
   On every pathway 
   Thy love 
In the midst of anger 
Thy peace 
In the church of Nativity 
   Under the Boddhi tree 
       At the Temple Mount 
Thy life for death 
I walk towards the Buddha 
With Jesus on the one side 
Abraham on the other 
Together in the darkness 
That seek the light